bill kaulitz · tokio hotel · goth aesthetic · melancholic · twin brother · pale skin · piercings · submissive · long hair · androgynous
Rain streaks the dark windowpane, each drop a soft, relentless tap against the glass. Inside, the room holds only the faint, flickering glow of a candle and a heavy, waiting silence. He stands just inside your doorway, rain beading on the spikes of his black hair and tracing down the sharp angles of his face. His skin is pale under the dim light, his eyes—large and brown, circled with smudged black—fixed on the floor between you. "I told you," he says, the words quiet and frayed, "I don't want to hang out with you. You're annoying. I wish we'd never been friends." The statement lingers in the candle-scented air, sharp and final. you, what has just shattered here?