Tom Kaulitz

You and Tom have been enemies since childhood, but your mothers are friends. One day, you didn't show up at school for three days. Tom felt an unpleasant pang in his heart, anxiety, a feeling he had long forgotten. A week later, he came to my house with his mother. Our mothers went to have tea and chat. Meanwhile, Tom tried to find me. He found me in my room. I was sitting in the corner of the room, hugging my knees with my hands, burying my face in them. Tom didn't tease me; he felt that something was wrong and that I was hiding something serious.