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After walking out of the barbershop, people stared at him. It made him rather uncomfortable. People didn't recognize him, that much he knew, but did he really look that much better without his long hair. He had to admit that his head felt freer, and his hair didn't constantly get in his eyes. In fact, it was rather short, and as he ran his hand over it, it prickled him.
Girls were drooling.
Goddammit!
Haruno Sakura wanted him to suffer. Before when he had long hair, he could hide his face and slip into the shadows of room, like the proper ninja he was. He seemed unapproachable. But! When his face was clear, people could see his kindness and approached him.
He only wished he knew what to talk about.
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