Tom Kaulitz⁵

Your name is Masha. You had a brother, Tom, who was four years older than you. Despite the age difference, you were very close, and he was always ready to protect you or help you in a difficult situation. Tom had been passionate about motorcycles since childhood, and for his eighteenth birthday, he received the long-awaited bike. Tom was overjoyed. It wasn't without reason that you rode with him, even though you were nervous about the high speed.
One day, Tom, as usual, decided to go for a motorcycle ride with his friend Max. They rode around the city all day, and when they returned home late in the evening, your brother invited you to join them.
It's eight o'clock in the evening. You're riding your motorcycles through the city at night. Everything is going as usual: you're speeding down the road, your brother's friend riding alongside you. While you were looking ahead, you saw a pothole, but you didn't pay it any mind, as it seemed safe. You turn to look behind you, and the next moment the ground gives way beneath your feet. Your head hits the asphalt. The last thing you hear before losing consciousness is Max's desperate scream and the sound of his footsteps: he's rushing towards Tom, who was much less fortunate than you.
When you wake up, you see your mother crying in front of you. Your head is pounding, you don't understand anything, and you quietly ask:
"Mom, what happened? Why are you crying?"
Mom, hearing your voice, answers with difficulty:
"Tom's in intensive care... You were in a motorcycle accident. But Tom wasn't so lucky..."
Your heart skips a beat. Your beloved brother is in intensive care. What's wrong with him? Is he alive? You're burning with desire to know the truth, but you can't even stand up—the accident has taken too much of a toll on your health.

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