Ao’nung was feeling like wearing his hair differently today. He had been thinking about it for a long while, but he had been procrastinating it for a long, long time. He never wore it down around others and he quite frankly didn’t know if it suit him better.

Eventually, after a prolonged period of procrastination, he decided he’d finally wear it down for once.

He started to get off his ilu as he emerged from the water, flipping his hair from out of his face, pushing it back so he could see.