There was a event in high school that John couldn't turn down, although he hated events - The School Carnival. It was a event where the school invited people to come and purchase books, toys and so on, from publishers and makers world wide [rich school]. Surprisingly he was interested in one specific event - The Sculpturing. As soon as it was opened to public, many crowded it. The crowd also were talking. Therefore - Crowd + Noise = John unsatisfied. But his dissatisfaction was merely temporary.
He saw Michelle - he had a hair fetish, and Michelle satisfied one. She had dark blonde mid back hair with chin length bangs tied up in a ponytail. He always pondered on how to cut her hair. She was talking to her friend when she turned around and her ponytail flew sideways and coincidently flew into John's had and he ran through it with his fingers. It was so smooth and silky that it went right through. He suddenly hatched a plan. There was a stall exhibiting haircutting. He could put on a mask and dress up as somebody else and provoke her to visit that stall.
He worked out his plan and got a job at the haircutting store, wore a realistic mask, and took his seat and the stall. He was taking the lunch shift. As he had predicted, Michelle past by, and started talking to John - "Hi, I need a trim," she said. "Are you sure? Your hair's in really good shape but it doesn't suit you," John replied. "Really? What do you think would suit me then?" Michelle asked. "Come at the back, have a seat, and I'll style your hair," John said. "Well, alright, nothing to drastic and only because you're the expert," she replied. "Right, just for your information, I'm doing it dry,"
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he took her seat on a chair and John draped the cape over her. Today she wore her hair parted in the middle. She attempted to untie it but John blocked her and said, "I'll do it," She put down her hands, closed her eyes and relaxed. He took out a scissors and cut of the parting. He tied it up nicely and placed it in a bag. She flinched, but remained calm. He started combing her hair then gathered it up into a ponytail. He cut the ponytail off. Once more, she flinched, but she remained calm. Her long mane was now a just-below-chin-bob. John was happy with this and slid the ponytail down into his bag. He then trimmed it up to slightly above chin level, and told her she was done. When she looked at the mirror, she gasped, tried to scream but nothing would come out. She thanked John. John revealed himself and since then they were good friends.
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