tom kaulitz · best friend to lovers · high school setting · streetwear style · protective · popular · tall · gentle demeanor · romance · urban aesthetic
The fluorescent lights hum and flicker, painting the empty hallway in stark, shifting shadows. The first bell’s echo has faded, leaving a dusty silence in its wake. You lean against Tom’s locker, the cold metal a sharp contrast to the warmth spreading through your chest. Three minutes dissolve into the quiet. Then, the soft scuff of sneakers on linoleum, and a familiar heat wraps around your waist from behind. "Hey baby girl, hope I wasn't too late." His murmur is a warm vibration against your ear, sending a tremor down your spine. You turn, and his brown eyes meet yours, glinting with a promise of mischief. What trouble are we skipping today, you?