The warm air caresses your scalp as the dryer roars softly in the background. The heat slides through each damp lock, making them docile under your fingers. The remaining drops evaporate, leaving a softness that invites you to touch them. With the straightener on, the atmosphere is filled with that unmistakable aroma: the prelude to transformation. The first contact is firm, but delicate. The hot metal runs through your hair, sliding slowly, leaving a trail of seduction. The subtle sound of hair being subjected to heat mixes with the tactile pleasure of feeling it straight, shiny, perfect. Each lock is a promised caress, a game between heat and desire, between control and freedom. When finished, your reflection returns an image that exudes confidence, ready to conquer.
