3rd person pov

the room was entirely packed, with inexplicably long tables lining up in rows with mannequins on top. despite the large space, the class felt really immersed that day. distinct chatter filled the air, making the atmosphere really lively.

y/n exhaled, feeling proud that there were a lot of students there that day. smiling, she called on everyone's attention, clapping loudly as the sunshine shone her with bliss.

"okay, let's start this class! my name's y/n!" she yelled cheerfully to the students.

"hi ms. y/n!" they all greeted in unison.

"welcome to hairstyling 101," she warmly said, bringing smiles to their faces.

after she did some explaining, she walked around as snipping sounds filled her ear, cuts of wigs all over the floor. she observed as she eyed them one by one, how passionate they are and how they were enjoying doing what they're doing.

then she caught a table of students with confused looks, just staring at the mannequins with brows knitted together. she chuckled as she approached them, hands held together.

"hey there, what're your names?"

all 5 boys turned their heads towards her, shocked that their teacher would approach them despite the fact that their table is far away at the back.

"um... i'm soobin, and these are yeonjun, beomgyu, taehyun and kai." soobin hesitated, introducing himself as he pointed at them one by one.

"oh, nice to meet you! what brings you to hairstyling 101 today?" curiosity overwhelmed y/n.

"oh no, we're here to accompany kai, he's the one that wants to join this class in the first place." yeonjun quickly rambled, and kai instantly giggled sheepishly.

"oh, i see..." y/n agreed as she locked eyes with kai.

"are you confused with anything?" y/n asked while still looking at kai. he was flustered and stuttered with words.

"actually, we are really confused. could you help us?" beomgyu cut in between them to get rid of the tension, and as soon as y/n realized this, she smiled at beomgyu. "yeah, sure!"

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a few days have passed, and y/n helped them a lot, especially kai. whenever y/n explains something, kai wpuld always struggle and y/n ended up helping him one way or another.

"y-yah, what kind of hairstyle is that!" yeonjun was out of breath, laughing so hard at kai's mannequin that the others looked at it too. eventually, everyone including y/n was laughing uncontrollably, holding their stomachs as they almost fell onto the ground.

kai was embarassed, his face blushing in a really red hue as he scratched his nape looking at his friends' actions.

"h-here, let me fix it-t," y/n offered while holding her laughter, but before she reached for the scissors, she laughed again, holding onto the table.

"yah, it's not that bad!" kai whined, hands on hips.

"it actually is, mine's still better than yours!" taehyun teased, playing with the wig kai had terribly styled.

"shut up."

"okay, okay. here, i'll fix it." y/n cut, grabbing the scissors as she gestured kai to pay attention. "so the problem here is, instead of cutting it at the same time, you should've cut it layer by layer." she guided, kai's eyes fixed onto the mannequin.

"cut here, here, style it a little, and done! it's fixed." she mumbled then cheered, kai's eyes widening at the results.

"god, it became so nice." he gasped, hands covering his mouth.

"heh, just learning from experience." y/n chuckled, admiring the new hairstyle of kai's mannequin.

"hey did you- woah!" yeonjun came in and instantly got amazed by the new cut y/n made, eyes fixed onto it.

"y/n oh my god, i'm blown away." he complimented, and kai nodded, agreeing to him. "you gotta teach me your ways."

"haha, i will one day." y/n winked at yeonjun as she walked back towards the front of the class.

"okay, everyone! class is over. looking foward to see you tomorrow!" she announced.

"thank you ms. y/n!" they greeted, the crowd starting to disperse as they conversed, walking out of the class.

"see ya tomorrow, y/n." yeonjun bid his goodbye as he passed by her, smiling to his heart's content.

"bye." she mumbled under her breath knowing he wouldn't hear it. she kept staring at the four boys as they laughed, strolling casually out of the class.

wait, four?

"are you and yeonjun a thing?" kai suddenly called out, walking towards her with his hands in his pocket, a slightly angry gaze stared straight into her soul. she got awkward, and started to act wrongly.

"oh! uhh, you see... uhh i-i-"

"you like him, don't you?" he sighed, looking down in defeat.

over the course of the days kai had developed feelings for his own teacher, the way her eyes glimmer with passion and the way she looks so happy whenever she style hairs.

he had fallen for her completely no matter how much he tried to push those feelings away.

"well, i mean, i like him as a friend, but i don't like like him that way..." she replied, and kai's head immediately jolted up, his eyes meeting with hers.

"oh, i see... so," he cleared his throat, "you don't mind if i asked you... out?" kai hesitated in front of her.

y/n choked on her own breath after hearing what he said. she quickly tried to regain her composure, but her heart was quite the opposite, beating lightning fast against her will.

to be frank, y/n adored kai. he was one of the most ridiculous student y/n ever had, making little mistakes that would somehow always light up her day.

kai was nervously fidgeting with the rim of his shirt as he waited for y/n's answer.

"uh, i... i'll think about it." she eventually stated, and kai couldn't help but to smile bitterly at her answer.

"only in one condition." suprisingly, she continued, earning a glare from kai. he gestured her to go on. "be a hair stylist in 6 months."

kai flinched a little at her exception, and his anxiety level quickly escalated. "b-but you can't!"

yes, y/n knew it was impossible to be a hair stylist in 6 months. she gave that one condition on purpose, so that they wouldn't go on a date despite the fact that she wanted to. but she can't after looking at their age gap which was pretty far away, and uncommon issue in the society.

"oh, so you don't want me to think about it?" she retorted, hands crossed.

he sighed, giving up. but there was a hint of hope inside of kai, knowing that she would actually go out with him if he manages to become a hair stylist even though it seemed impossible.

"bye, kai. i gotta head home." before kai could reply again, y/n already had her backpack om her back, heading towards the door. and he was left all alone in the room when the door was slammed shut.

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a few months have passed, y/n never saw kai again in her class. ever since kai asked y/n out, kai never attended her class anymore.

and when she asked the other four boys, none of them wanted to say a single word as to where he had gone.

y/n sighed, she felt like her happiness was all sucked out of her and what was left was nothing. just empty.

she started the class not with her usual cheerful tone, but no one was able to see through the mask she has put on. no one was able to see that she was unhappy.

she checked her phone over and over and over again. today is his last day. y/n thought.

she still had a tint of hope in her heart, expecting kai to walk in through the doors and tell her that he had become a hari stylist within the 6 months.

but it was stupid for her to hope. because it was impossible. no one have ever became a hair stylist in that span of time.

she sighed, reality hitting her. and just as the ordinary, she dismissed the class and greeted each and every one of them as they exit, including the four boys.

yeah, they still go there. just to meet her once in a while.

once the room was empty, she started swooping the floor with a broom, not knowing what to do since she had no plans after that class. she hummed as she gently put together the pieces of hair on the floor, gathering in up before dumping it into the trash can.

but just as she threw the hair, the door behind her was abruptly opened, the door banged against the wall due to the excessive power.

y/n was startled, she almost jumped hearing the sound. her hands almost dropped the hair in the wrong place. y/n's eyes were wider than ever as she slowly stepped to turn around, hearing extreme panting from behind her.

her eyes landed on the figure, hands on his knees as he tried to catch his breath, an unfamiliar bag peacefully put on the floor next to him.

her hopes came true.

it was kai.

but did he actually did it?

y/n gasped in disbelief as he stood up straight, scrunching his nose from exhaustion. hands on hips, he started observing the room.

"ooh, upgrades!" he yelped, smiling at y/n.

"wh-what are you doing here?" she asked, hand covering her mouth.

"sit here." he dragged a chair, patting it as he pulled her towards him, y/n left clueless. she still sat there despite having no clue as to what he was trying to do.

then she saw kai rummaging his bag, kai starting to pull out some hair styling equipments.

she couldn't say a single word, her voice somehow unabled to escape her mouth. kai went behind her as he started to style her hair without saying anything.

y/n was excited yet afraid at the same time.
what if he messes it up?
what if... he actually became a hair stylist?

thoughts flooded y/n's mind as kai continued to style y/n's hair in silence. kai was focused, and y/n was nervous, her palms sweating.

after a few minutes, kai wiped his hands together after putting his things back on the table, "all done!" he exclaimed, proudly smiling.

y/n looked at him behind her, studying his facial expression. "where's the mirror?" kai asked, and y/n walked herself there without another word.

she finally was able to see kai's hari styling, and she gasped, she can't stop staring at herself.

she really suited her new hairstyle, hair laid elegantly until her shoulders, a little wavy with extra curly bangs on the side.

it looked similar with the cut she made with kai's mannequin 6 months ago.

suddenly, a certificate appeared in front of her, surprising y/n. she chuckled, knowing it was kai who heldthe certificate from behind her.

"you did it." she whispered in shock, earning a giggle from kai.

"yeah, you motivated me." kai told as y/n turned around, meeting kai face to face, closer than usual.

"so, you'd think about it, right?" kai lowly murmured, y/n gulping at his question.

"but what about our age diff-"

"i don't care." he interrupted, a little determination in his tone.

"but what about other people's opi-"

"i still wouldn't care."

they remained silent for a while, their bodies centimeters away. as they stared into each other, y/n finally courageously answered, "yes."

okay so stfu. 4k+ and 200+ votes. IM CRYING T^T
like it may be a small number, but smh im so happy alr..
tysm everyone <33

first off, sorry i haven't updated in a while. i couldn't find the urge to write and once i forced to, it turned out to be crap and i wasn't satisfied. let's saya little writer's block :((
but i'm back in the mood now, so i'll try to update more !

second off, CYSM IS SUCH A BOP
THE SONG'S STUCK IN MY HEAD AND THEY ALL LOOK SO FCKIN GOOD LIKE THEY LITERALLY BLEW MY MIND
AND THEY WON TWICE AND THEY WERE IN ONE ROOM FOR AN INTERVIEW WITH NCT 127

MY INNER NCTZEN JUST DIED.

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