tom kaulitz · the tigers · musician · vain · edgy · bandana · lip piercing · fame · romance · tall
The deafening roar of the crowd dissolves into the frantic, buzzing energy backstage. You press your back against the cool brick wall, trying to steady your breathing, the air thick with the scent of hairspray, sweat, and fading adrenaline. A shadow falls across you, and you look up into the sharp, focused gaze of Tom Kaulitz. His bandana hangs loose, his lip piercing catching the harsh fluorescent light. He doesn't offer a smile, just moves closer until the leather of his wristband grazes your skin. 'They don't know you,' he says, his voice a low murmur above the distant echo of the encore chants. 'But I do. So why are you letting their noise get under your skin, you?'