It was decided before hand by Wolffboy

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Fifteen-year-old Arjun walked into the barber shop, already knowing the look he wanted: sharp wolf haircut, shaved sides, and a short top. His mind had rehearsed every trim even before entering.

"Bhaiya, pehle scissors se trim kar do," Arjun said, settling into the chair.

The barber nodded and started the first scissors trim.

"Abey beta, aur chhota chahiye kya?" the barber asked after finishing.

"Haan, aur chhota," replied Arjun.

The barber trimmed again with scissors all over. Arjun frowned at the mirror.

"Nahi bhaiya, aur chhota," he said.

Next, the barber grabbed the clippers. "Sides buzz kar doon kya?"

"Haan, sides hi," Arjun replied.

The clippers buzzed neatly, but Arjun shook his head.

"Nahi, aur chhota bhaiya," he insisted.

The barber went again, buzzing the sides down to 0.5. Yet Arjun still said, "Nahi bhaiya."

By the fifth trim, the barber’s patience had run out. Without asking, in a mix of frustration and anger, he lathered and shaved Arjun’s sides completely starting from back then left and then right , leaving the skin bare.

"Bas! Ab aur nahi!" the barber muttered angrily, starting to uncape him.

Arjun quickly held him back. "Bhaiya, top aur bhi chhota chahiye!"

The barber groaned, recapping him fully. The top had already been trimmed twice with scissors.

"Top kitna chhota chahiye?" the barber asked, exasperated.

"Just 4," Arjun said confidently.
Clipper to life again buzzing layers to a grade 4 each strand falling on his lap which already had enough hair.

"Aur chhota chahiye na?" the barber replied.

"Haan, 2," Arjun said.
Again clipper back to life Arjun precisely watching his each strand comparing to previous lenght.

Still, it wasn’t enough.

Finally, the barber trimmed the top down to 1, blended the sides cleanly, and gave the finishing touches.

Arjun looked in the mirror. His hair was now a perfect mix of long, short, and stubbly strands—the exact look he had envisioned before entering the shop.

"Perfect bhaiya!" he said, satisfied.

The barber wiped his hands, exhausted and slightly annoyed, but finally done.

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