I turned around. Hawks started laughing his ass off, again. There were hand prints burnt into the sides of my head. "Now I have an excuse to cut your hair." He went to go get something. He came back with an electric razor. "You just carry that around with you?" "You never know. Plus, I came over here to see if you wanted a haircut in the first place. I figured since you can't go out, you probably have been having to do it yourself." I rolled my eyes. "Fine." He plugged it in and started shaving some of my hair off. It felt really good as it glided up my neck. He stopped. He had given me an undercut. "You want me to stop here or do some more?" He asked. "I'm good for now." I said. Keigo pouted. "Fineeee." He said as he went to put it away. I admired the work. He'd actually done an okay job. It felt weird, though. I ran my hand up and down it. He came back in. "Do you like it?" "Yeah, actually. It feels nice to have something decent done." Keigo starred at it. "Hey, look at that." "What?" "The part that got shaved is all red." I actually hadn't noticed that. "Oh wow, it is." I said as I ran my hand through my hair. Keigo fluffed my hair. I glared at him. "Hey, I have an idea!" He said. "And what's that?" "What if we practice with your quirk?" He asked. I thought about it for a moment. There was a knock at the door.
