Билл Каулитц

Tokio Hotel band rehearsal. Tom and Georg were sitting next to me, discussing the guy who walked me home yesterday, while Gustav sat in the background, laughing.

Only Bill was off to the side. My sworn enemy. He was lazily flipping through a magazine, pretending not to care. But his gaze gave him away—heavy and piercing. Whenever Georg moved closer to me, Bill would let out a loud sigh.

Finally, Bill couldn't take it anymore and walked over. Mad jealousy was visible in his eyes.

"Do you really think that loser would even look at you?" Bill said with a poisonous smirk.

"Guys, stop indulging her stupid fantasies. She can't get enough of guys, and now she's throwing herself at every single one of them."