↷Yan Lang and Haein both followed Mingyu as he arrived at the hair-cutting stations. "Is there a specific person or...?" Mingyu asked politely. 

"I asked for Jeon Wonwoo." Haein said shyly and Mingyu just laughed. "Sure thing then." He quickly went to fetch Wonwoo, who was slacking after finishing his last customer, and dragged him to do his work. "Argh. He's here. Make him work hard." Mingyu smirked as he patted Wonwoo's back and shoved him forward. Wonwoo sent him a glare but after that he turned back to Haein and smiled nicely.

Mingyu turned his attention back to Yan Lang. She glanced back at him silently. Touching her hair unconciously, she told him she would take anyone available sheepishly. He attempted to hide his snort but couldn't help laughing out loud."Is this your first time here-no, hearing about this shop? Daebak." She gave him a miffed look but said nothing in response. "I'm sorry for laughing, don't be mad!" He broke out into laughter the second time and he got a well-deserved click of her tongue and a sharp glare from Yan Lang. "I hope I didn't insult you or your pride. Is this shop suppose to be famous?" She replied sarcastically. 

"Hmm..." He gave her a mysterious grin, "If girls we see for the first time knows our name and other background information, is this shop famous? I wonder." Mingyu laughed as she gave him a judgemental look. That is creepy. To have a bunch of girls knowing things they are not suppose to know.

"Anyways, sit down!" He said in a sing-song tone, pushing her down into the chair and putting a towel around her neck, professionally draping a cape around her and the chair. Yan Lang's mouth formed a dreadful 'O'. "Wait. Wait. Wait. On second thought, I don't want you to cut my hair. Do you even know how to cut hair? I-" This was the first time she had ever felt so unsure of a situation and she definitely did not want to land herself in a devastating situation. I really shouldn't have came in the first place. Hair salons are really not my thing. She sweatdropped as she stared at Mingyu's pouting face in the mirror. 

"Eh? I don't really give haircuts often to customers though. I'm doing this specially for the customer that doesn't know us." He teased. Mingyu really didn't give customers haircuts often because he was usually in the hair designing department with another worker. They usually worked with hairsprays and hair curlers, which was totally different from scissors. Well, not like knowing that fact could do Mingyu any justice. It would have just made Yan Lang more insecure and she could have sworn she saw her own life flash before her. Today is really dangerous?!! I mean first thing was Haein and then this guy?!? I don't even know-

"Snip." Mingyu said as he really went to cut her hair. Her upheaved shoulders loosened as she decided to forsake everything and give up on anything, particularly Mingyu's urge to experiment on her hair.

"Customer, is there a particular hairstyle that you would like?" He asked absentmindedly as he worked on her hair seriously.

"...Do I have a choice?" She pretended to ask with an exasperated tone. Mingyu blinked at her and gave a confused but earnest smile, "Why not?" Yan Lang looked at him smile through the mirror and couldn't help but think how he really loved his job. She smiled as she looked at her shoes."Do whatever you like then." Mingyu pouted as he whined slight,"Eh? Then how am I suppose to cut your hair? Bald?" 

"No!" She hissed under her breath. She promised herself to step on his feet later. "Keep it long and do whatever you like." She emphasised on the 'whatever'(because whatever did not include shaving her whole head off). "Yes, Hwangrim-dongsaeng." He laughed amicably and she stared at him with a stiff expression. What? My school?

Yan Lang opened as she slowly nodded her head as she recalled what Haein told her this morning,"...Mingyu-sunbae?" He smiled cheekily,"Oh? So you knew." She pursed her lips. Oh. So it wasn't the last time she was going to see him. The possibility of meeting him in school was slim but, karma had always been very cruel to her. Well, this kind of .

"You don't seem very happy to hear that," He said, amused.

"And why wouldn't I be? It's such a great honor to know you." She gave him an indifferent eyesmile and chuckled for the sake of lightening the atmosphere.

"You do actually know I'm cutting your hair right?" He pretended to cut off her bangs and before she could even protest, someone was nagging at him. Yan Lang opened her eyes to find Mingyu staring at the ground with pouty lips(probably trying to act cute) and listening to the elder's words. She couldn't make it out because they were speaking really softly and she couldn't possibly read their lips because her korean was just semi-fluent. She felt bad if he actually was getting scolded. It was kind of her fault afterall.

She coughed as she raised her voice. Usually, Yan Lang didn't bothered to fix any problems. They were annoying and difficult to solve. This guy just had to love his hobby as much as she did though. "He totally deserves to get fired but please don't." Her voice caught the attention of the two. They blinked at her until the older one started laughing moderately.

"Since she doesn't want you to get fired, then I won't." The blonde laughed and left, laughing even louder once he thought he was out of sight. 

"He seems...kind of crazy." Yan Lang commented as Mingyu went back to t her bangs.

"He's our boss. If you ever wanted to ask for him, S.coups." He grinned in the mirror as he combed her fringe down to check whether it was even.

"No wonder he hires people like you. No thanks though." She smiled politely. I'm most likely not stepping in here if I had a choice, thank you very much.

"Wait for a moment." He rushed to another room, searching for something. Yan Lang looked at her own reflection. Mingyu cut about 3cm of her hair, leaving it chest-length. She ran her fingers through her hair and found it funny how it felt smooth and tangle-free. Yan Lang wasn't one to concern herself about looks and didn't bother using extra hair things like conditioner, resulting in coarse hair.

Soon, Mingyu came back with a box in his hands. He placed it on the table with a loud thud and begun braiding her hair into a waterfall braid. He took out a spray from the toolbox and she could feel its iciness as it did magic to her hair. Her braids became full of shiny sparkles and stars within a minute. As a final touch, he added a red complex-patterned ribbon to the side of her waterfall braid. "Done!" He said smugly as one side of his face tugged upwards.

Yan Lang wasn't sure how she should react. It did indeed look pretty and she could safely say and compliment that her hair could actually look nice. What a surprise. Oh well. The words that were coming out of next may not be the best but they would suffice. 

"Wow. Thanks. Mingyu-sunbae." She sounded vague and she herself knew that, causing her to be quite self-concious. Neverthless, he chuckled, "Welcome! Do come again. What's your name?" 

"Yan Lang." He did a little jump backwards. Reactions. Again. She snorted as she recalled Chan's little panic attack a few days ago. "Yan Lang, you look good in red." Mingyu gave her a cute eyesmile as he gave that low giggle of his. She just grumbled under her breath inaudibly as a reply (hopefully she wouldn't let the heat get to her cheeks) and made her way to the counter, seeing Haein already done and speaking animatedly to Wonwoo, saying how she would come again next month. 

"Yan Lang dongsaeng, that would be 10000won," He said in a chirpy voice as Wonwoo stared at him like he was crazy.

"Yah, Seungcheol is so going to kill you, he's going to know that you played favourites and collected less-" Wonwoo said as softly as possible. Ah, that guy could be such a worrywart. Mingyu just swept him away with a motion of his hand. Yan Lang looked on at them with a curious expression but Mingyu just gave her another huge smile, taking the 10000won bill from her hands. 

"Thank you and come again!" He grinned at both customers and nodded his head slightly to see them off. Wonwoo did the same after he decided that Mingyu was a lost case.

The bells twinkled as they left the studio. Haein waited until the building was out of sight to squeal. "Oh my god! Wonwoo-oppa is the best ever! Like seriously. I want to come here everyday! It's like love at first sight. He's tall, he's cute, okay fine, he might be y but still! He's older and everything I need in my love life." She cooed and clasped her hands together. Haein noticed Yan Lang twirling her hair absentmindedly and also gasped in excitement at that(she totally didn't notice Yan Lang tuning out on her).

"Your hair looks great! Mingyu-oppa really is very good at hair-designing. I can't believe Mingyu-oppa did that for you for free, maybe he FELL FOR YOU? Omo!" She gasped as she covered . Yan Lang couldn't help but laugh out loud at those exaggerated and girly movements. "That's a funny joke."

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`author's notes!

 

hi. hehehe. hohoho. muahahahha. he's going to get into trouble someday >.> lol seungkwan wad.