Tom Kaulitz-¿enserió?

A week ago, a boy stole your cell phone, your earrings and a couple of bills. He did it armed with a knife. Thanks to that you felt quite depressed, and the worst of all was that you couldn't remember the face of the thief in question. Only one feature of him sounded familiar: he had dreadlocks.

You were trying to keep your mind busy at school, until one Friday, walking through the hallways, you saw that boy sitting outside the principal's office. He had surely gotten into trouble. You were going to let it go until you realized... those dreadlocks are unmistakable! To make matters worse, he looked at you and smiled. He knew what he had done.

"What are you looking at, pretty? Do I owe you money?" * Tom chuckled, looking at you from under his cap. He didn't seem like a very reasonable guy.*