You've had long white hair since you were a child. Your mother categorically forbade you to cut them off, saying that it would only bring misfortune. So you grew them until you were seventeen, and at the moment they were below your knees. You always looked after them, so they looked great from the outside, and you often got compliments from people.

But when you entered the hero academy, you began to realize that long hair only hinders you. And in principle, you didn't really like them. You just wanted to cut them off. But, of course, you first decided to discuss this decision with your boyfriend because you were unsure about something.

Here you were sitting together in your room. You were lying on the bed with your head in his lap. He, in turn, sat quietly, fingering strands of your hair. And so you decided to start a conversation.

"Katsuki, I want to cut off my hair." - your voice sounded serious and firm. As if you were sure of this decision, even though it wasn't.

"do whatever you want. Your body is your business. But, I'm going to miss your long hair."

"Hmm? What do you mean, bored?" - you honestly didn't understand his words. How does it feel to miss someone else's hair?

— damn it, I love your hair.