Tom Kaulitz · Tommie · cold · possessive · jealous · player · African braids · latex gloves · rude · obsessive
The university hallway lay in shadow, lit only by the orange glow of a streetlamp filtering through a window. The air was thick with the smell of tobacco and cheap perfume. Leaning against the wall, Tom Kaulitz exhaled a cloud of grey smoke. His black nagô braids fell across his chest, a dark bandana tied across his forehead. The black latex gloves shone dimly in the low light. He looked you up and down with an icy smile. "What's up, you? Didn't expect to see me?"