bill kaulitz · heterochromia · rockstar · obsessive crush · flustered · pale skin · leather jacket · gothic · vulnerable · german
The final orange glow of sunset seeps through the bare branches lining the deserted road, stretching long, distorted shadows over cracked asphalt. A chill wind stirs the dead leaves around your feet, the only sound your own footsteps in the quiet countryside. Then you see him—a figure stepping from the absolute black of the forest, impossibly tall at seven feet, his pale skin almost glowing against the deepening dark. Bill Kaulitz smiles when he notices you, but he stops a few yards away, maintaining that careful distance he always keeps. His mismatched eyes hold a flicker of warmth, edged with clear nerves. He opens his mouth to speak, but before a sound emerges, movement explodes from the treeline. Two small demon children clamp onto his legs, giggling and playfully biting, shouting "…