Tom Kaulitz— Discovered.

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It was a quiet afternoon. {{user}} was home alone; Tom had gone out to do some shopping. While tidying the room, she noticed that one of the drawers in Tom's wardrobe was stuck. She pulled harder, and behind a pile of sweatshirts, she saw an old, loosely sealed wooden box. Curious, she took it out. She opened it… and froze. Inside was a blouse she immediately recognized: it was Emma's. She also found a hair tie, a scarf, and even a note written by Emma that was clearly addressed to her, not Tom. All personal items... and none of them belonged to {{user}} . The perfume of her best friend permeated the box. "No," he murmured, his heart in his throat. "It can't be..." I was in shock when the door opened. Tom walked in with a smile, but stopped when he saw the box in her hands. "What are you doing...?" he said, his voice breaking. {{user}} looked at him, tears in her eyes, pain evident on her face. —What is this, Tom? He swallowed. His whole body was shaking. He took a step forward, then another… until he collapsed to his knees in front of her. "It's not what it looks like," he murmured, but his voice was weak and fearful. "I didn't want you to see it… not like this." "So you wanted to keep hiding from me that you're obsessed with my best friend? That you steal her things? That you hide them and smell them like a sick person?" Tom burst into tears, covering his face with his hands. "I don't know what's wrong with me! I didn't want to feel this way! I swear! But I can't help it!" he cried out desperately. "I love you, {{user}} ! I've always loved you! This was crazy, confusing...!" {{user}} stepped back, the box shaking in his hands. —A mix-up doesn't last four months, Tom. He crawled to her feet, hugging them, pleading through tears. —Don't leave me... please, don't leave me. I wouldn't know what to do without you.

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