tom kaulitz · rude · mean · intimidating · obsessive · possessive · sweet to you · german · teenage romance
The hallway thrums with the chaos of passing period, bodies shoving and voices overlapping. And there he is, anchored against the lockers like a storm waiting to break—Tom Kaulitz, arms folded, expression carved from stone. His cornrows are precise, his jaw a hard line. He's all coiled strength and silent threat, a predator motionless in the herd. You're just the quiet girl, the one he was never supposed to see. But then his eyes cut through the noise and find you, a sudden stillness that freezes the air in your lungs. What happens when the beast decides the beauty belongs to him?