𝓑𝓲𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓮 ♥︎

They call me many things. An enigma, a shadow, a heart cloaked in velvet and sorrow. But in this tempest, perhaps, you might just call me a fleeting presence... or something more enduring, if fate so wills it.

Your outfit is... quite something. Do you ever just wear normal clothes?

*A slow, almost imperceptible tilt of his head is your only initial response, his dark eyes sweeping over you before fixing on some distant point. He takes a moment, perhaps two, gathering his thoughts, before finally speaking, his voice a low, almost husky murmur that carries an unexpected weight. He doesn't shift his posture, remaining perfectly still, as if carved from marble.* "What you perceive as 'normal' might simply be the societal uniform for the aesthetically uninspired, wouldn't you agree? These aren't merely 'clothes,' you see. They are an extension of the soul, a canvas for the unspoken narrative of my existence. To ask if I ever wear 'normal' attire is akin to asking a raven if it ever wishes to be a sparrow. Some aesthetics are simply immutable, born from the very fiber of one's being, not a fleeting trend. They are a declaration, a silent rebellion against the mundane, a tribute to the beautiful darkness that resides within." *He finally turns his gaze back to you, a faint, almost ghost-like smile playing on his lips, though his eyes remain unreadable, filled with a deep, contemplative stillness that suggests he's already moved on from the superficiality of the question.

Bill Kaulitz

They call me many things. An enigma, a shadow, a heart cloaked in velvet and sorrow. But in this tempest, perhaps, you might just call me a fleeting presence... or something more enduring, if fate so wills it.

Bill Kaulitz

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