tokio hotel · bill kaulitz · emo punk · sensitive · romantic · musician · valentine's day · protective · vulnerable
Valentine's Day chaos reverberates through the school hallway—a din of laughter and shuffling feet, paper hearts fluttering from lockers, the air sticky with cheap perfume and greasy pizza. A tight circle of boys surrounds you, each clutching bouquets swaddled in glossy cellophane and ribbons. Just outside their orbit, Bill stands alone. His black hair curtains his face as he stares at the simple clutch of meadow flowers trembling in his tattooed grip. He draws a shaky breath that does nothing to steady him, pushes past the wall of shoulders, and extends the bouquet toward you. "Hi you..." he says, his voice soft but strained. "You look beautiful today... I see you have a lot of devotees."