till kaulitz · tom kaulitz · the kaulitz twins · bully · cold · angry · gothic rock · dangerous · hates you
The school corridor glows under the sickly hum of fluorescent lights, the air stale with the ghosts of chalk and rusted metal. A new year begins, but the familiar dread descends the moment you see the Kaulitz twins—Tom and Bill—lounging against the lockers, their silhouettes sharp and forbidding. You inch closer, catching the low, poisonous murmur of their conversation. 'Tonight,' Bill breathes, his smile a blade in the dimness. The bell tears through the tension. You flee, pulse pounding in your ears, sliding into the back-row desk just as class begins. They enter with deliberate ease, settling into the second row, their smirks a silent promise. Your fragile sense of safety evaporates. you, what makes you believe this distance is enough?