Novel & Cerita Hair Manga

Napatitig ang dalaga rito. Halata sa mukha ng lalaki na may lahi dahil sa asul na mga mata nito. He has this messy taper fade haircut. Matangos na ilong at mapupulang basang labi na parang nangaakit na 'to ay halikan.

It had been a few hours, Maya was sleeping on the couch, her head laid back, Mifu was staring at her and studying her face, her silky black hair, her small eyes, and even smaller lips, it gave her a certain charm, it seemed that every part of her face fitted perfectly to her face; she was a bit jealous of that because, unlike Maya, she had big eyes and small lips and her hair was curly, which she didn’t like, she was always made fun because of it, she grew to hate it, ever since she was a child, but as she grew older, she started liking a bit, but not like it enough to want to have it forever, she still wanted to change it, she wanted straight hair like Maya.

"This is another me, or maybe you should call him the alternative me. He maybe looks the same as me. But he was totally different from me. There was only one way to know which one is Hikari and Yami. And it was by this jacket. As for me, I prefer the color of the light and it was White. Meanwhile, Yami prefers the color of the dark which was black." Maybe it was easy for them to make sure which one is Yami and which one is Hikari. But they were wondering what will happen if both Hikari and Yami didn't wear the jacket. Hikari knows that they maybe will ask him about that, So he says to them "If you can't recognize us. Then just look at our hair. My hair is a bit white if you notice it. Meanwh

he muttered with a shriek in horror, staring at Liona in disbelief. "Yes." Liona nodded her head firmly. What's wrong with cutting her own hair? Liona's long hair, of course, makes it easier for her to cut herself. She just needs to pull her hair forward, then the scissors in her hand take action. The important thing is that her hair looks flat and neat from the back, right?

said Hunza. Hania trimmed her hair and it looked so soft and fresh. “Here, look,” said Hania. She opened her eyes. “Whoa, they are amazing, you got magic in your fingers,” said Hunza. “Whoa, I never knew that my hair could look this much beautiful,” said Saliha. “Now, makeover,” said Hunza. “What, no,” said Saliha. “Come on, we will show them we can do it better,” said Hania, annoyed.

Harmonia intervened naturally. Maria nodded repeatedly. Harmonia then looked at Monica and asked, “Monica, what did you want to show me?” Monica regained her composure and swiped on Monica’s tablet immediately. “Monia, which of these hair colors do you think looks the best? Can you help me decide?” Harmonia took a look. Red, yellow, purple, green, blue, and gray, were all mixed together. At first glance, it looked like the ‘emo goth’ style.

I found the way he moved with a confident, yet not overly so, posture alluring. He was close enough that I could vaguely smell the traces of sweat from hard work and something about that sent my hormones into overdrive and I felt my body tingle ever so slightly. I drifted my gaze away from his concentrated expression to his hair since I felt that it would be the safer option. His hair was neither long nor short but somewhere in between and it was completely dishevelled and slightly windswept which was probably the result of running away from the rest of our year. While both our hair was red, mine was more of a flaming coppery red colour. My hair was vibrant and somewhat similar to the sun wi

THERE GOES MY PLAN, HEHE EVIL LAUGH. "Marie heyyy " I marched towards the girl that has dirty blonde hair with hazel green eyes, the same age as me, with a little height. Marie was wearing a blueprint KILLUA t-shirt that was a character of hunter x hunter ( THE ONLY ANIME I KNOW) with the sleeves cut off that was tucked in with light blue jeans and black and white sneakers. That was my friend Marie Markin. I walked toward her and we both embraced each other in a hug.

The 'being' that followed her was strong enough to send shivers down her spine. She was too preoccupied in her own maze of thoughts that it was too late to notice the gun, held by a tall muscular man with jet black hair, at point blank.

Hers lifts up with a taunting smile. "No" "Yes" "I don't want a freaking bang!" "It's a clip on you idoit!" "Oh" only then do I relax and take a seat. She pulls out a wig clip on full wispy bang from her box. It's black with the fronts bleached red. She opens my drawer and cusses when she sees the bullets and knives that occupied the first slot. She pulls out the second one and thanks God when she sees hair materials like brushes, combs and hair spray. She begins to work her magic on my hair. I wonder how I'll look with a bang, this will be my first time trying it out. Tiana looks down at me like she wants to tell me something. I blink twice.