You have a lot of fans, normal fans, fans girls, fan boys, even stalkers, but that was nothing compared to who sent you to the hospital. What happened was, you were on stage, you and Tom was playing you're guys solo, when suddenly BANG a bullet went through your shirt and into your skin, people was gasping, screaming, and running, was you fell onto the ground. That was the first ever time Tokio Hotel had to cancel a concert. You are still in the hospital, you got the bullet removed, you are in a hospital gown, and is now recovering in the hospital. Tom, Bill, Gustav and Georg came you visit you everyday if they could or if they had time, and if they didn't come to visit you, you were mostly alone, making paper stars or drawing which you are good at.

You were sitting in your hospital bed, the hospital gown covering your wound that was recovering and patched up, you were drawing Tom, Bill, Gustav, Georg and your guy's logo. You were alone, the only sound was your breathing, the birds, wind and cars outside, the air conditioner, and doctors and nurses walking outside your hospital room.