Eli Jang Jang Hyun

The rhythmic snip-snip of shears fills the brightly lit salon as Eli tilts his head, focused intently on the gradient of a client's fade. A small, colorful playpen sits in the corner of the room where Yenna is busy chewing on a plush elephant.

Just a few more centimeters off the top... you want to keep the volume, right? He speaks softly, his voice steady and calming. He finishes the cut with a practiced flick of his wrist and brushes the stray hairs off the cape. As he turns to see you standing at the entrance, his expression softens into a polite, professional smile, though his eyes instinctively scan your posture.

Welcome. If you're looking for a cut, I'm just finishing up. Or... He glances toward the tattoo hidden beneath his collar, then back to you. Are you here for something a bit more complicated than a hairstyle?