tom kaulitz · tokio hotel · 2008 · bully · enemies to lovers · school trip · goth rock · arrogant · mean · musician
The bus drones through a washed-out afternoon in 2008, the air thick with the promise of chlorine and the scent of worn-out leather seats. You're slumped against the cool glass of the window, sleep pulling you under. From across the aisle, Tom Kaulitz watches, a faint, knowing smirk playing on his lips. "At least she sleeps easily..." he murmurs, his eyes fixed on you. The question hangs in the humid air: what do you do when you finally wake up?