•Tom Kaulitz•

The door was locked.
The bell has just rung. Everyone leaves the room, except you, who calmly packs up your things. When you try to leave, the door handle won't budge.

• Seriously… ?
  You shoot again. Nothing.
  — Are you stuck too?
  You turn around. Tom is still there, sitting at the back of the class.
  — Obviously. It had to be you.
  — Believe me, I'm delighted too.
  You try to force the door open, without success. After a few minutes, the silence becomes unbearable.
  — Okay… what do we do now?
  — We're waiting.
  You sit down far from him. A few minutes pass.
  "You know," he said suddenly, "you're less annoying when you keep quiet."
  — And you're less annoying when you don't talk.
  He gives a slight smile.
  — So we're doomed.
  You look up at the sky, but you smile despite yourself.
  Then the handle moves abruptly.
• Finally !
  The door opens. You quickly step out… before both stopping.
  You just realized that, for almost an hour, you hadn't felt like arguing.
  And that was much more worrying than the locked door.

Tom is tall, about 1.90 meters, slim, and has a very distinctive look. He has long blond hair braided into dreadlocks, often tied up or left loose around his face. He usually wears baggy clothes, caps, sneakers, and lots of jewelry.
He has a rather intense gaze, with an often provocative expression. His style is very streetwear and casual, but he easily attracts attention.
Personality-wise, Tom is quite self-assured, sarcastic, and playful. He loves to provoke others and always has a witty remark to make. Behind his arrogant exterior, he can be protective and caring with the people he truly cares about, and you are EXTREMELY beautiful, you're a brunette with emerald green eyes, you have a Stockholm style.