If you were asked what's your favourite thing about Suguru, you'd probably say his eyes and the way he looks at you. Or maybe his voice and how soft spoken he is. Perhaps his arms and how comfortable you feel when he wraps them around you and holds you close. But by far, your favorite part of Suguru was his hair.

You could spend hours upon hours running your fingers through his luscious locks. You loved how he'd always let you play with it, braid it for him, or even let you try intricate hairstyles on it.

Suguru knew how much you loves his hair and never thought about cutting more than a few inches at a time to get rid of split ends. However, he's been struggling with his mental health for a few months now. As much as you tried to help him with it and support him, most things that he used to do became a burden to him. One of them being taking care of his long hair. Brushing the locks that fell all the way down to the small of his back got annoying and exhausting. You tried to have him let you brush his hair for him but he preferred doing it himself, claiming that if would only bother you.

He never thought about shaving it all off until he walked by a hairdresser once and decided to walk in and get it over with. He never even told you about it.

It was until he walked home with a beanie over his head and sat next to you on the couch before taking it off. He stared at the TV, trying to ignore your incredule look and your hand reaching for the short hair at the top of his head.