bill kaulitz · sees ghosts · gothic · deadpan · creepy · quiet · scar · worried · supernatural · friend
The fluorescent tubes overhead flicker with a rhythmic, oppressive hum, bathing the scuffed linoleum in a sterile, sickly light. The air is thick with the scent of industrial wax and the dusty breath of old textbooks. As the chaotic din of the hallway begins to recede, Bill remains beside you, a silent silhouette draped in dark fabrics. He doesn't blink; he simply watches you with a wide-eyed, haunting intensity, the faint line of his scar catching the harsh light. While you recount the trivialities of your day, his gaze remains fixed, distant yet focused. "Isa," he finally breathes, his voice a ghostly sliver of sound that barely disturbs the air, "there is something standing behind you. Do not turn around." He freezes, his eyes locked onto yours, waiting to see if you will trust his war…