This student, David, was a striking figure with a muscular build and a high bald fade buzz cut. His presence in the classroom commanded attention, and Yuki couldn't help but notice him. However, the professional setting of their academic environment limited her ability to initiate conversation beyond the realm of coursework.
One fateful day, David's friend, Mark, walked into the classroom with a new look—a one-length buzz cut that suited him remarkably well. David couldn't help but boast that he had given Mark the haircut in his makeshift salon in his dorm room, where he offered affordable haircuts to fellow students. The classroom buzzed with compliments, and girls couldn't resist running their hands over Mark's freshly shorn hair.
As Yuki observed this transformation, she couldn't help but let her imagination wander. She began to wonder what it would be like to touch David's hair or, even more daringly, to have him give her a haircut. Her long, silky, straight hair was her pride and joy, but the desire for something new gnawed at her.
Over the course of a week, the idea of getting a haircut from David kept creeping back into Yuki's thoughts. She would quickly dismiss it, but the allure was undeniable. Her fascination was so overpowering that one day, when she found David studying alone in the library, she mustered the courage to strike up a conversation about his studies and assignments.
Noticing that his hair was even shorter and more precisely cut, Yuki complimented David on his haircut. He revealed that he had given himself the haircut, sparking the perfect opportunity for Yuki to express her frustration with the Texas heat and work stress, making it difficult to maintain her long hair. She hoped he might offer to help her out.
To her surprise, David admired her hair and suggested she visit a salon off-campus for a trim. Yuki hesitated momentarily, saying she preferred not to go outside or spend too much money on a haircut. It was a white lie she couldn't help but tell because, at that moment, all she truly wanted was for David to cut her hair.
The awkward silence weighed on her, and in a sudden burst of impulsiveness, she asked him to cut her hair. David was taken aback, his shyness evident, but he couldn't resist Yuki's request. He agreed, albeit reluctantly, and invited her to his dorm room that evening.
As Yuki entered David's room, she couldn't help but notice his last-minute cleaning efforts to make the space feel more welcoming. He had set up a stool in the center of the room, but unfortunately, there was only a small handheld shaving mirror available. He draped a cape around her, and his hands settled on her shoulders, instructing her to relax.
David admitted he had been watching haircut videos of women earlier that day, reassuring Yuki that she was in capable hands.
First, he gently sectioned Yuki's hair, parting it into segments. The buzz of the clippers filled the room. Yuki was startled buly the sound of it and she clenched her teeth and clutched her knees with her hands in anticipation as he began to carefully shave the undercut. Starting at the nape, he worked his way up, ensuring the transition was seamless. Yuki could feel the vibration of the clippers against her skin, sending shivers down her spine.
Next, David combed all her hair out to her sides and the back.focused on the clipper cut bob. With his left hand he held Yuki's head and tilted it down till her chin touched her breast. He flipped the clippers his hand makinf the blades face down a started shaping her hair. His first stroke slicing her hair above her nape revealed her undercut ever so slightly. Moved to the right creating an angle as she shaped her bob just below her chin.
Half of Yuki's head had a angled a line bon while half of her had still sported her long locks. Moving back to his starting point he his clippers started to slice through her hair completing her bob as her hair her hair fell on her shoulders, her lap, her feet and the floor behind her.
Finally, he brought out a straight razor to shave her nape. The warm lather applied to her nape felt soothing, and the razor glided smoothly, leaving her skin soft and bare. Touching the freshly shaved nape and the subtle undercut, Yuki couldn't help but wonder if this was how it felt to touch David's hair.
As the haircut neared its completion, Yuki couldn't help but admire the transformation in the small handheld mirror. Her hair had been radically changed, and a pile of her once-loved locks lay scattered on the floor.
David suggested that she could call him anytime she wanted a trim or a touch-up on the undercut. With a suggestive smile, Yuki responded, "That might happen sooner than you think." David, still a bit shy, refused to accept any payment and jokingly suggested she could take care of his grades for him.
As she left his dorm room, Yuki couldn't help but run her fingers over her newly shaved nape and the subtle undercut. Her crush had become not only her secret stylist but also the keeper of a thrilling secret they now shared.
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