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Hair kinda defines your style, your preference, how you like it. Who you are.
For Minjeong, a clean, fresh cut or trimmed bob was all she needed. Well most of the time, and nobody, absolutely nobody could do it the way that her hairdresser does it.
And nobody can pull off the look the way Minjeong does.
That's what she likes the most.
She walks into the small hair salon sitting in the corner of the city, thrilled to see the person running the shop.
The door opens, a tiny little jingle as a warm welcome puts a smile on her face.
And it puts a smile on the hairdresser's face as well.
To Jimin, the owner of the shop, it's almost like there's a distinct chime when Minjeong is the one opening the door.
"Welcome back my loyal beloved client!"
Minjeong grins. "How's it been?"
"Ugh, so busy. You'd be surprised with how many booked appointments there are-" Jimin giggled.
"But I'm happy to see you here, I've been looking forward to it actually."
It's flattering how charming Jimin can be but that's the thing about Jimin. One of the best things about her and it's what brings so many clients through the door.
"Just the usual trim? Nothing major?"
"You know me so well,"
"You know damn well your hairdresser knows you so well," Jimin chuckled, playing with Minjeong's blonde hair.
Jimin smiled ear to ear at the idea, the hairdresser was just as thrilled for the results.
Even if she already knew Minjeong would look absolutely amazing.
She gets the younger girl situated at the washing station, Minjeong's laying there as the water drenches her hair wet, her eyes relaxed shut while she relishes in the soothing way Jimin was massaging her scalp.
