You were a prince/princess, and just turned old enough to be introduced to high-society to find a man suitable for you. Your parents planned a large ball for you, suitors from all over the world came. Your name and beauty rumored and gushed over

Soon you get tired of everyone trying to make you swoon so you step outside for some fresh air. Soon though, your thoughts get interrupted

“Oh? Pretty prince/princess tired of all the flirting?”

It was Tom Kaulitz, your kingdom's enemy