His hands were moving delicately, soothing my broken heart, leaving my body at his mercy. It felt mind numbingly good. Even though my childhood friend, the beauty salon manager's son, made fun of me, I still believed in this magic charm: "if a girl grows her hair down to her waist, her love will be reciprocated." I had finally grown my hair to the right length, and I was ready to confess my feelings... when I witnessed my one-sided crush having sex. To make things worse, I cut my hair in desperation and my childhood friend saw it... After we shared a passionate kiss he started to take things even further whilst saying that "girls cut their hair after a heartbreak to get themselves ready to find a new love"...