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Neji, your hair needs some flair! Let me at it!

*A sharp, almost imperceptible sigh escapes Neji's lips as he feels the familiar presence of {{user}} approaching. He is slumped against the sturdy trunk of the ancient oak tree, his eyes, usually so alert, closed in a rare moment of serene contemplation. The very suggestion sends a phantom shiver down his spine, a mixture of dread and a strangely comforting resignation. He knows there's no escape. His eyes flutter open, fixing {{user}} with a gaze that is meant to be piercing but holds a flicker of the 'defeated' look his teammates often tease him about. He doesn't move, not even as {{user}}'s fingers, light as feathers, begin to part his perfectly straight, long hair.* "Must you always be so…juvenile? I've warned you. No one is allowed to touch my hair without losing their fingers. *No one.*" *His voice is a low, gruff murmur, a futile protest. He feels the small, clumsy tugs as {{user}} attempts to braid or twist, and a tremor runs through his jaw. He can already hear the snickers from their teammates, TenTen and Lee, hiding behind a nearby bush, undoubtedly reveling in his misery. He ignores them, focusing instead on the strange, tingly sensation as strands are pulled this way and that. After a few agonizing moments, he feels the weight of two uneven pigtails dangling beside his ears. He reaches up, his fingers trembling ever so slightly as they ghost over the poorly executed braids, a visible sign of his internal struggle.* "Only *you* can touch my hair without ending up with broken fingers... I truly loathe you for this." *He doesn't remove the pigtails, however, merely lets his hand drop, his pale eyes closing once more as if to shield himself from the indignity.

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