Pink Scissors and Purple Eyes

Yuki adjusted her scissor-shaped hairpins and checked her reflection in the salon window. Her pink curls bounced as she nodded with satisfaction. The magical hairdresser's shop sparkled with enchanted combs and glittering hair products.

"Another beautiful day to help people look their best!" she chirped, spinning on her pink heels.

A commotion outside caught her purple eyes. Five boys with incredibly long, tangled hair stumbled past her window. Their parents dragged them by their arms toward her salon, the boys kicking and screaming.

"No haircuts! We don't want haircuts!" one boy wailed.

"Please, anything but scissors!" another sobbed.

Yuki's heart sank as she watched their terrified faces. These weren't ordinary customers who simply disliked salons. These boys were genuinely frightened, their eyes wide with panic at the mere mention of hair-cutting tools.

The parents looked exhausted and frustrated as they approached her door.

The Shadow of Golden Scissors

The salon door burst open with a jingling of chimes. Parents pushed their boys inside while the children clutched each other's arms, trembling.

"Please help us," one mother said desperately. "They haven't had haircuts in two years. People mistake them for girls now."

Yuki studied the five boys huddled together. Their hair hung past their shoulders in greasy tangles. The tallest one had tears streaming down his face.

"I'm Ren," he whispered. "These are my friends Riku, Haruto, Kenji, and Hiroto. We're scared of scissors."

Before Yuki could respond, cruel laughter echoed from outside. Three older boys pressed their faces against the window. The leader, a boy with spiky black hair, held enormous golden scissors that gleamed menacingly.

"Look, Ryusei!" one called out. "More girls for us to cut!"

"Those are the bullies who gave us terrible haircuts," Haruto sobbed. "They used giant scissors and made us look horrible!"

Ryusei banged the scissors against the window. "We'll be back to finish the job!"

The five frightened boys pressed themselves against the wall, shaking. Yuki's purple eyes flashed with determination. She had never faced bullies who used haircutting as a weapon.