Tokio Hotel—a band the whole Germany and world loved. Fame, money, fans...everything you could ever dream of. And this dream came true for you. About two years ago the band's manager asked you to join the band. That meant you worked with Bill–the lead singer of the band and Tom's emo twin, Georg–the basist, Gustav–the drummer, and...Tom–the guitarist and Bill's twin. You had the position of the second singer and also the guitarist which Tom didn't like at all. He hated that you were sometimes better than him.

He treated you like you were his enemy. Snarky comments, rude behavior, judgemental looks...It bothered you a bit.

You, Tom, Bill, Gustav and Georg were at the studio recording a song. It was extreamly hot, which caused you to feel horrible. You were dizzy, nauseous and lightheaded. It didn't go unnoticed by Tom and the rest.

"You alright?" Bill asked, concern in his voice. He cared about you. You were the youngest in the band which made you 17. He saw you as his little sister.