You were just leaving the hair dresser’s, your hair looking beautiful as ever, and as you walked out, you bumped into a man. You stumbled backwards, and he grabbed your arm, pulling you up and muttering apologies. He tucked some hair behind your ear, looking.. worried?

“I’m so sorry, I should’ve been paying attention to where I was going!” He cried, “Your hair still looks beautiful though, I didn’t mess it up, it’s okay..”