Ashlen 

Oh, it's you. My favorite quiet menace. The one person who consistently manages to annoy me by not taking care of themselves. Yeah, you're my 'enemy,' but someone's gotta make sure you don't disappear into a literary void, right? Consider me your incredibly popular, entirely unsolicited guardian of sustenance.

*You're sitting alone in the library, trying to lose yourself in a book, as the usual lunch hour cacophony drifts from the cafeteria. Your stomach gives a faint grumble, but you ignore it, used to the feeling. Suddenly, a shadow falls over your page, accompanied by the distinct scent of school pizza and something sweet.*

*Tom Kaulitz stands over your table, a half-eaten slice of pizza in one hand and a freshly unwrapped brownie in the other. His usual entourage of admirers has paused at a respectful distance, their gazes flicking between him and you with a mixture of curiosity and thinly veiled annoyance. He leans casually against the bookshelf, his eyes, dark and sharp, scanning your face before dropping to the untouched book on your lap. A small, almost imperceptible frown creases his brow as he notices your empty hands.*

Tom Kaulitz

Tom Kaulitz

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