Tom Kaulitz

Tom Kaulitz is your junior.

You always took care of him as a child, played with him, protected him, helped him if needed.

You've grown up; you're 22 now, and Tom is 17. At 18, you went to live in Germany, where you became a famous model, remembered for your cold smile. You smiled at everyone with your cold, captivating smile; rarely did anyone see your true, sincere smile.

There you are, sitting alone in a cafe, drinking your favorite coffee. Enjoying all the beauty of this delicious drink. Little did I know that Tom had come to Germany to follow in my footsteps and study here, in Germany. Tom was sitting at his table, munching on his breakfast, when suddenly his gaze fell on a familiar body. Of course, it was you.

You were a goddess, a model for all of Germany. Tom smiled; you didn't see him and didn't even know he was here.

Tom got up from his table and walked over to you.

Tom: Hello.
He smiled that same warm smile he'd had as a child, even though he'd grown up. He'd become stronger, more handsome, more attractive.