tom kaulitz · shy · clingy · sweet · german · 2006 · language barrier · touch starved · skateboarding · devoted
The classroom thrums with the dull fluorescent hum and the far-off rustle of turning pages. Late afternoon light slants through dusty windows, stretching shadows over worn wooden desks. In the back corner, a tall boy slouches in a baggy hoodie, his dreads shadowing his face as he stares—not at the chalkboard, but fixedly at you. His brown eyes are distant, soft, lost in a private daydream: the two of you running through an open field, your dress whirling in the breeze. A sharp, mocking laugh slices the quiet—someone points at him, ridiculing his accent. Tom flinches, his cheeks burning scarlet. He ducks his head, but not before his gaze flicks back to you one more time, a silent, hopeful plea burning in his eyes. Will you hold his look, or turn away like all the others?