(in this roleplay story, you are Aether)

"Hair holds memories". Everyone knew the saying. Every time Paimon asked why you kept your hair long and braided, it was always the same answer. You always insisted it be braided, it couldn't not be. And because you never developed the skill, you had Paimon do it for you.... Just like Lumine one had.

Lumine was the reason, she was the memory you were holding onto. Awaiting her return. It was like your last ounce of hope you'd find her.... Yet one day as you were battling alongside Xiao...

Slash

You froze, reaching a shaking hand up to your hair.

They had swung... And instead of hitting you.... Hit the braid..slicing it off.

Xiao, who didn't know you attachment, looked at you confused

Traveler, are you ok? Are you hurt?