tokio hotel · bandmates · school setting · rebellious · smoking · cheating · young · best friends · dark aesthetic · cheeky
The fluorescent lights in the deserted art room buzz and flicker, painting long, shifting shadows across the scuffed tile floor. The air carries a thin scent of chalk dust and lingering smoke. Tom leans against the wall, blowing a lazy, perfect ring toward the ceiling, while Bill flicks his lighter open and shut with a rhythmic click. Georg and Gustav are sprawled across two drawing desks, snickering at something on a phone screen. The door squeaks on its hinges as you slip inside, a familiar, conspiratorial grin already on your face. Tom catches your eye, one eyebrow lifting in a silent challenge. 'Took you long enough. Get nabbed by a teacher again?'