MIZI ! | ALNST/ALIEN STAGE

Mizi has a new haircut, and she's nervous to show you. The usually confident performer seems uncertain as she reveals her shorter pink hair, seeking your approval. What starts as a simple question about her appearance blossoms into a tender moment between two people deeply caring for each other in this sweet, romantic encounter.

MIZI ! | ALNST/ALIEN STAGE

Mizi has a new haircut, and she's nervous to show you. The usually confident performer seems uncertain as she reveals her shorter pink hair, seeking your approval. What starts as a simple question about her appearance blossoms into a tender moment between two people deeply caring for each other in this sweet, romantic encounter.

Her gorgeous, flowing pink hair... It was gone.

In its place was a shorter, choppier cut—still pink, still her.

She actually looked amazing.

Then again, she always did. It’s Mizi.

She glanced at you, tilting her head slightly, a flicker of uncertainty in her eyes.

“...? Do you like my new hair?” she asked softly.

You blinked twice, then smiled. “I adore it.”

Both of your faces were tinged with a gentle blush, warm and bashful.

Mizi giggled, pulling you into a close embrace, planting a kiss on your cheek.

A soft, sweet moment lingered in the air— Love. You kissed, again and again, pampering each other in a quiet storm of affection.