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5

The senses don't blink.

"Hey. Halle. What's the matter, Indra?" Indri shook his hands in front of the young man's face. He smiled amusedly. "Surprised by how I look?"

It does. Indra was picking up Indri in front of the girl's house as usual. That was before he saw Indri's hair.

The tumbens are different from usual, Indri paled his hair height with a red ribbon. Giving the impression of a tomboy at once graceful to him.

"There's a new trend among schoolgirls" she explained half-laughing. "We're trying new hairstyles."

Indra. Don't get. "And for what?"

Indri just put his shoulders and smiled a little. "Just compare which one is better suited to our personality."

For Indra it seems no different.

The next day, Indra was surprised again with the new Indri hairstyle. That time it was woven one until the girl looked like the farm girls in her village - especially if plus a bandana. The hairstyle blatantly showed the innocent and polite impression typical of village girls.

"Told enough to put it together." Indri brings her braid of hair forward through the shoulders, then palpates and pets her. He harrumphed amusedly at how slick and neat the results of the interlace. "But it turns out to be pretty, too. I like this one."

Again, for Indra, everything looks the same.

Indra's guess that Indri's hairstyle changed again proved correct.

Indri shaved his hair low. It was inevitable to make him look a little 'man' if viewed from the front. Not even a few students who admit that at first glance Indri looks handsome.

Telling that on the way home, Indri ended with a soft laugh. "Am I not taking care of myself until they call me a man?" He glanced at his haircut that swung in rhythm with his carefree steps. "But I like this one the most. Practical and simple."

Somehow Indra was tired of seeing the change of hairstyle.

Until the uncomfortable feeling of Indra was strengthened when Indri used a completely unexpected hairstyle.

"God! You're like a kid!"

"Ah, sweetness~ I want to try that tomorrow!"

"You are far from what you were yesterday!"

Responding to all the comments of the schoolgirls with a relaxed and cheerful, Indri seemed to enjoy her hairstyle on that one. It was a break and she was surrounded by students in front of the class. Including other students.

The whole class was immediately silent as Indra stood up in a row to the sound of a loud chair. The young man walked definitely towards Indri who was also startled and confused. Accompanied astonished gazes and asked from the surrounding disciples.

Without hesitation, Indra grabbed Indri's shoulder until they faced each other. Both of his hands were raised and grabbed the ends of the two brown ribbons that had tied Indri's hair into two puffs. Witnessed by the entire class, Indra pulled the tape until the bond was broken. Directly make Indri's back hair fall to the shoulder and drown.

Everyone is gawking. A strange silence enveloped.

Especially Indri. The girl nodded in surprise. "Australia ...?"

"Whatever, I think is the same." Without sin, Indra hurt two ribbons into his pants. His expression remained flat as he then continued, "But for me it's better if your hair stays down."

Indra just left the class. Leaving behind all the students who were increasingly agape and flabbergasted.

Indri, his cheeks slowly heated up when he knew Indra's intentions, immediately asking for permission. Pursuing Indra he knew must be jealous.

As Indri expected, the young man was standing leaning under a large tree near the main building of the school.

Indra just glanced at him, then looked the other way. "Stop following that trend."

Indri. Why are they so forbidden? "I'm just trying."

Indra turned her face. "You're prettier with your hair down."

Indri's face flushed in an instant. Indra has never been so blatant. He soon mastered himself. "... What if I try new styles?"

"Because ...." Indra's voice swallowed until the continuation was inaudible.

Indri. "Because ...?"

Indra instantly clucked and stared wryly. "Don't make your hair look like it just now. You look more childish."

Indri gave up and sighed softly. "alright. I'll stop."

Indra immediately moved. To class again. Of course after making sure Indri caught up with him.

At that time, Indri still did not understand the reason for Indra. However, after he let his hair down as usual in the following days, Indra seemed more at home and comfortable looking at him. Until Indri was aware.

Indra prefers her hair to be shaved.