Summer is vastly approaching, your hot bod, and your free spirit needs to match up with your whole look. So you stand in front of the mirror and tried to figure out what you needed to change.
Your face is already pretty, and so was your body. Besides a good-looking boyfriend, all you were missing was good hair. Yes. You have decided, you need a new hair style.
You haven't been to a salon for so long that you don't even remember where you went, because of this, you looked up online and searched for the hottest hair salons near you.
Once you've found one, you drove your way there and the next minute, you were sitting down in front of another mirror, your body covered by black fabric.
"So, what do you want to do with your hair?" The hair stylist said as he shag your hair crazy.
"I'm not quite sure. I just want a different look." You confessed. "Do you have any suggestions?"
"I think a natural color would be good for you. Nothing too crazy, plus you don't seem like that type of person." He said. "How about a rich brown?"
You sighed deeply, this guy knows what he's doing, so you said, "sure" to him.
When he was preparing his tools from his moving table, he started a conversations with you and said that "there's a lot of celebrities who visit this salon."
"Really, like who?"
And at that moment, the front door opened and a dashing man stepped inside. He was tall, lean, pearl-skinned, and stunningly beautiful. Kim Minseok.
Your stylist leaned close to your ear and whispered, "like him."
Suddenly, you felt your whole body stiffen. Your bias is in the same room as you and he is ever so attractive. Of course you have to keep your cool so he won't be distasteful towards you and leave the area.
Your stylist smiled behind you, "relax a little bit. I won't do anything bad."
He started parting your hair and actually dye it. It was a long and tedious process, but it's fine because that means you could stay near Xiumin for a long time.
"I need to get my hair darker." You eavesdropped. "I'm tired of my blond hair."
"That's it?" His stylist said as he wrapped the black cloth around Xiumin.
At first, Xiumin was just paying attention to his phone, and of course you watch him do so through the mirror.
Once he got bored, his eyes started to roam around the salon, and finally, they found their way on you. He saw you staring at him, to which you quickly stopped doing.
He caught you! What now? Your stylist notice you stiffening again and just figured out what happened. So he started talking to you to fill the room with his voice instead of awkwardness.
"Do you have any plans for today?"
"Not really."
"Why not? Don't you have a boyfriend to show off your new look?"
"I'm single."
Those two words sounded like "READY! GOOOOO!" for someone in the room.
"Do you come here often?" A lovely voice spoke.
You know you'll regret it if you answered if the question wasn't meant for you to answer. So you kept your mouth shut. And nobody responded to him.
Your stylist tapped your shoulder and signaled you by eyebrows "HE'S ASKING YOU."
"Oh, me?" You asked, surprised, making sure it was really you whom he's asking.
"You're the only customer here besides me, so..." He said smiling.
