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A 59 year old Korean woman named Sung-Hee creates a clone of herself, named Ryan, and forces him to work at her hair salon as a child. Ryan is unaware of who he really is, but remembers himself as S

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Question: Write me a story about 7 year old Ryan. Ryan was waiting in line at the hair salon to get his haircut while his parents ran errands around town. When it finally was time for his turn, Ryan got led to a chair by the nice 59 year old Korean woman Sung-hee. Sung-hee was the oldest stylist in the salon of all the women and was also very nice. Ryan took notice of her skirt, her pixie cut and her Korean style platform heels. As she went to cut his hair, Sung-Hee stopped suddenly asking "You want go in back for minute with me?" in her Korean accent. Ryan was intrigued and decided to follow Sung-Hee to the back. Once they were out of sight, Sung-Hee removed her platforms from her feet and told Ryan "Remove shoes for minute" Once Ryan did, she suddenly slammed her platform heels onto Ryan. Ryan scared asked "Why? I want my mommy" Sung-Hee responded "Soon be older than mommy" Ryan cringed at this comment realizing Sung-Hee was older than his own mom, he tried to fight but soon noticed his feet growing and matching Sung-Hee's down to the same toenail polish. His body grew in height as his skin tone changed to one of a Korean person. His hairstyle changed to the same pixie cut. He gained the same earrings Sung-Hee had His outfit changed into the same blouse and skirt Sung-Hee had. His eyes became almond-shaped and brown as his skin became aged to a 59 year old woman. Ryan seeing his new reflection asked "Uh, why do this? I now old woman like you" he said in the same Korean accent as the real Sung-Hee. His memories slowly changing until he forgot ever being Ryan and only remembered herself as Sung-Hee. The real Sung-Hee then asked "What is name and how old?" The new Sung-Hee said "I'ma Sung-Hee, I is a 59 year old" The real Sung-Hee said "Why come back here?" The new Sung-Hee said "I no remember. Have lots customers waiting" she started strutting quickly out to the floor of her business. The real Sung-Hee smiled in satisfcation at the new employee she just created. Sung-Hee couldn't help but pat herself on the back for the way she did it too, by turning someone into her clone.

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Once upon a time, in the small town of Ledgerwood, there lived a charming and curious 7-year-old boy named Ryan. With sparkling blue eyes and a head filled with wild chestnut curls, he was quite the adventurer. On a sunny Wednesday morning, Ryan found himself waiting in line at the local hair salon, ready to tame his unruly mane. His parents, busy with errands around town, had trusted him with the task. The salon was bustling with chatter and the noise of hair dryers. Among the stylists, there was a distinguished lady named Sung-hee. She was a 59-year-old Korean woman, a blend of age-enhanced wisdom and infectiously youthful spryness. Her style was unmissable - a chic pixie cut, high-waisted skirt, and Korean style platform heels that complemented her vibrancy. When it was Ryan's turn, Sung-hee guided him to her chair. Ryan was quite fond of Sung-hee, who was not only the oldest but, to Ryan's mind, the second nicest woman in the world after his own mother. As Sunghee reached for her scissors, she stopped, staring at young Ryan pensively. She then offered a cryptic but intriguing invitation, "You want go in back for minute with me?". Under normal circumstances, Ryan may have felt a bit wary, but Sung-hee's warm smile and gentle demeanor reassured him. Intrigued, he followed her to the back of the salon. Out of sight from the rest of the salon, Sung-hee slipped off her towering platforms. She asked Ryan to proceed in doing the same with his little shoes, to which he obliged, not sure of what surprise awaited him. Suddenly, Sung-hee took her platform heels and tapped on Ryan’s feet – not once, but thrice. Ryan, taken aback, whimpered, "I want my mommy". Sung-hee only smiled at him, resembling the Cheshire cat, and muttered something indecipherable, "Soon be older than mommy". Ryan was shivering, but as he was about to speak, he realized something strange. His feet felt tight in his socks. More than that, his clothes seemed snug. Looking down, he found his feet had grown much bigger, fitting perfectly into Sung-hee’s platform heels. The boy was horrified, yet captivated. Was this a nightmare or a spellbinding dream? The transformation was inescapable. His entire form stretched upwards, his skin tone adopted an olive hue, his hair regressed into a pixie cut, and his eyes compressed to an almond shape. His plain kid's shirt morphed into a high-collared blouse while his shorts shifted into a flowy skirt. His ears began to tingle, only to find himself donning the same dainty earrings as Sung-hee. As the sensation faded, he caught his reflection in a mirror. The reflection staring back was not a 7-year-old boy, but a 59-year-old woman, identical to Sung-hee. "Uh, why do this? I now old woman like you,” Ryan questioned in a voice that was not his own but rather a replica of Sung-Hee's. It had the same Korean accent, only adding to Ryan’s bewildered condition. His past was slowly getting foggy, like the recesses of an old storage room. His childhood memories were replaced with those of another time, another place. The real Sung-Hee, satisfied with the transformation, grinned at Ryan, now bearing her own visage. "What is your name, and how old?" she enquired. Staring back at her doppelganger, Ryan replied in the newfound accent, "I'm Sung-Hee, I is a 59-year-old". The real Sung-Hee smirked, "And why did we come back here?". The transformed Ryan, now fully submerged in Sung-hee’s identity, replied, "I no remember. Have lots of customers waiting". And with those words, the new Sung-hee strutted back to the main salon, unphased and ready to continue her duty. The real Sung-hee couldn’t help but pat herself on the back, proud of her magical prowess and the ingenious way she crafted her clone, just in time for the upcoming surge of customers. Little did anyone know, in this small town salon, that the age-old lady was not just a hair stylist, but also a shapeshifting sorceress.

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July 10, 2023, 3:04 a.m.

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Published: Monday, July 10, 2023

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