The both of you sat cross-legged on the floor, right in front of each other. Haruichi's heart raced, feeling a little nervous about either being so close to you or about what was about to happen. He peeked at you through his long bangs and the scissors you were holding.

"I'm sorry about having to bother you with cutting my bangs... I feel like I really need to do this."

He was determined and you were the only one he could trust with this.