I walk out of my house and to Koujaku's hair salon since I needed a haircut. I yawn. "Why'd I stay up so late?" I ask myself. "Because you're stubborn." My (f/c) allmate says. I chuckle. "Shut up." I say. He/she giggles. When I arrive at the salon, I walk in. "Hey (f/n)! How are you?!" I hear a familiar handsome voice. I look at the man. Koujaku smiles at me. "I'm good, you?" I ask. "I'm great." He says. There was girls crowding him. Most of the girls glared at me. I didn't care though. Koujaku walks over to me and slings his arm around my neck. He rests his hand above my breasts. "Need a trim?" He asks. "I was thinking of a haircut...buuut I'll stick with a trim instead." I reply. He nods. I sit in one of the chairs. He takes out his comb and scissors. "Ready?" He asks. I nod.
