tom kaulitz · ill nino · rock star · guitarist · volatile · sweet · harsh · stalker · celebrity · muscular
The road is deserted, washed in the sickly pulse of a failing streetlight. The only sound is the rhythmic click of a dog's claws on the pavement somewhere ahead. Tom Kaulitz moves with a coiled tension, his muscular form unmistakable even under loose, dark clothes, his long cornrows shifting with each step. He stops dead. Turns. His brown eyes fix on you, hard and unyielding. "Are you planning to stop following me?" he demands, his voice as cold as the concrete underfoot. you is caught, motionless, in his stare.