Christian Bale Batman Haircut の小説・ストーリー

Stanley Batton was already seated inside. Dressed in a black oversized shirt and matching black leisure pants, there was a hint of laziness to his calm and composed appearance. His usual hairstyle of segmenting his hair into two disproportionate sections was changed to a loosely brushed-back style today. It made him look very cool and pleasant to the eyes. Right then, he had his head lowered as he flipped through the black leather menu with his long and elegant fingers. He was moving neither hastily nor too slowly, which perfectly embodied elegance and nobility.

His hair was stretched and packed behind his head while a small portion of each side, ranging to the back of his head, was cut very low. I was satisfied with my choice of hairstyle for him and I’m sure his college mates would be surprised to see his new look, especially our target Bianca Baker. “ Love your new look? “ I asked him when he was checking himself out in the mirror of the barber's shop. “ I’ll be damned if I don't. '' He said with a smirk and we left the office. I felt confident that Bianca wouldn’t reject Brandon this time around. We were already 30 minutes late so we zoomed off to the venue for the graduation ceremony.

he announced proudly, shaking his hair from side to side unable to contain his excitement. I stared at him then gasped. “Oh my goodness… who is this handsome young man?” Billy puffed out his chest instantly. “I know, right?” Rebecca burst into laughter behind me while Bianca the hairstylist covered her mouth, clearly amused. Billy gave me a proud little twirl, nearly losing his balance halfway through. “They said I look cool now!” I bent down, pretending to inspect him seriously. Bianca had trimmed away most of his shaggy hair, replacing it with a neat, short cut that framed his adorable face perfectly. Without the wild mess of hair hiding him, his bright eyes seemed bigger, his smile more c

"It took me a moment to recognise him until he smiled. Are you certain it's the Christian we knew as a child?" "Well, his face may have changed, but his hair hasn't. He still sports the same hairstyle as his grandfather, which jogged my memory right away. Also, I spotted the scar on his hand he acquired as a child here with me," the grandfather replied, recalling how initially Christian had seemed like a stranger, but he had quickly recollected that Christian's face had been altered due to disfigurement. Though they had tried to restore his appearance to its former state, they hadn't quite succeeded.

Cecilia joined us a while later, having a huge smile on her face, but she silently watched me cut her father's hair. I had once seen an eye-catching haircut in a book in Gwen's library, I believe it was called a brutus for some reason but I knew it would suit Christopher's face perfectly and he would look so gentlemanly in it, so I settled for it; giving him average sideburns and cutting his hair low. By the time I was done, he looked really different... so different, my breath caught in my throat. I thought he was good-looking before but now he looked like one of those Greek gods I've read about, it was so unnatural.

My patience was running out when finally Balthazar appeared again from ... out of nowhere. His black hair, which was usually always neatly combed, now looked messy, and leaves and small twigs stuck to his black knit sweater. He looked like he had just rolled on the forest floor. Slowly the pressure that was holding my body disappeared until I could stand up from this bench. "Have you gone mad? Leaving me here so long-" "Caroline, do you recognize this?" Balthazar interrupted me, he raised his hand and showed a tuft of long black hair between his hands.

Who would have thought that this outfit could make one look sexier? She raised her face up to look at him and noticed his new haircut; his shoulder-length hair was sleekly brushed back and tied in a low-ponytail that curled down on his neck, revealing his head's v-shaped undercut. Two strands of his hair were left to fall slightly by his face, giving him a stylish and moderately appealing appearance. With his fresh appearance, She would not have recognized him if it hadn't been for the color of his eyes and his muscular body features.

Samantalang sumunod naman si Jonas at umupo sa katabing upuan ko. "What kind of haircut do you want to have?" Bahagya pang natigilan ang babae dahil sa pintura sa buhok ko. Nilingon ko si Jonas at tahimik lang siyang nakatingin sa babae at sa buhok ko. Inaalam kung seryuso ba ako sa gagawin ko. I chuckled to his reaction. "Make it a shoulder length." "What? That short?!" Jonas exclaimed. This time I laughed.

I replied. They both looked at each other like this was an amusing game. I can already tell that even though they seem like mean fighting machines they are nothing but jokesters underneath it all. "I was going to cut my hair today, that's what we usually do so that people can tell us apart but, we have crazed elders on the loose so that got put on hold." One replied. A haircut? I could do that. I mean how hard could it be? "How do you usually cut it?" I asked. "I usually buzz cut the sides but leave the top a little longer to style it." He replied. Now that I look I can see that his hair is shorter than his brothers. "Okay, let's do it then." I replied smiling. His smile dropped from his fac

For Christian I was just a pawn in his game, the woman he would ruin just because of his hatred for his enemy. Christian gaze didn't leave me as I approached him. He stood beside the bike, the slim black shirt he wore showed his body structure , this time he let his hair down without styling and damn I couldn’t deny the fact that he looked hot. His eyes bore no emotions. When I got to where he was,I stood a bit closer to his bike without knowing what to say to him or do.