"The Transformation: A Mysterious Metamorphosis at the Salon"

Once upon a time in 2021, in the sunny city of Miami, Florida, lived a playful six-year-old boy named Liam Matthews. Born on the crisp fall day of September 14, 2015, Liam was a sight to behold. His hair was as dark as the midnight sky and was usually styled in a buzz cut, accentuating the twinkle in his warm brown eyes. Standing at 3 feet 9 inches and weighing around 45 pounds, he exhibited all the characteristics of a lively and healthy six-year-old boy. Rebecca Matthews, a spunky twenty-six-year-old woman, was Liam's mother. She bore Liam at the young age of 20, on March 11th, 1995. At 5 feet 5 inches and 125 pounds, the mother and son duo were known to be quite alike, from her warm chestnut hair styled in soft waves to her sparkly brown eyes. Charles, Liam's father, left when Liam was just a year old. Standing at a tall 6 feet 2 inches and weighing 175 pounds, Charles had blond hair styled in a classic crew cut and piercing blue eyes. Born on June 15, 1994, and now 27 years old, he moved out of state and had little contact with them. Liam had a young aunt, Sarah, Rebecca's younger sister, who at 24 years old was born on October 5, 1997. Sarah was a petite woman, 5 feet 3 inches tall, and weighed 115 pounds. She had inherited the same chestnut hair from their mother, which Sarah preferred to keep in a neat bob. Her eyes were a matching pair to Rebecca's, a beautiful brown. Liam's young uncle, Michael, at 28 years old, was often away on business. He was born on April 20, 1993, and looked quite a lot like Charles. He was 5 feet 8 inches tall, weighed 160 pounds and had short blonde hair and blue eyes. Liam was raised partly by his congenial grandmother, Margaret Matthews. Born on May 1, 1958, she was 63 years old, and a little shorter than Rebecca at 5 feet 4 inches and somewhat heavier at 140 pounds. Her salt-and-pepper hair was usually tied in a bun, and her vibrant green eyes were always full of love. Herbert Matthews, Liam’s grandfather, was two years younger than Margaret, born on February 8, 1960, at 61 years old, 5 feet 7 inches tall, weighing 150 pounds. Sporting short grey hair and green eyes, he contrasted notably with Margaret. One day, Liam decided to stroll to the local salon for his first haircut alone. The salon was handled by a beautiful, bubbly Korean woman named Soo-Min. With a pixie cut dyed a dark brown, and a petite height of 5 feet 1 inch, she was slightly shorter than Margaret, but made up for it with her charm. Soo-Min was slightly younger than Margaret by one year, born on August 21, 1959. She had a petite frame, weighing just about 120 pounds, and had large, round dark brown eyes. Today, her nails were painted a bright red under a blazer, blouse, and platform sandals. Her fingers and ears were adorned with a variety of jewelry, including a simple gold wedding ring. "Liam, sit, wait. Haircut soon!" she said, her English broken yet understandable as she left him to fetch something. While he waited, Liam slipped off his shoes and socks, curious about the cold tiled floor beneath his feet. He paced around the salon, marvelling at the different tools and items. Suddenly, he felt the urgency to use a restroom. "I need to potty!" he exclaimed, as sweet and innocent as a six-year-old could be. Confused, he found a corridor that he assumed led to the restroom, but he tripped over something. Looking down, he was startled to find Soo-Min's platform sandals on his feet. He tried to pull them off, but felt a sudden jolt. He felt his feet crack and harden, complete with shiny red polished nails that were a perfect match to Soo-Min's. "Mommy, grandma, I'm sorry! I didn't do anything wrong! I just had to potty!" He spluttered in fear, pulling furiously on the sandals as a spreading sensation crept up his legs. He somehow felt older, much more grown-up than his grandmother. Frightened, tears pooled in his eyes as he began to sing a calming lullaby his mother always sang to him. "Hush little baby, don't say a word, Mama's gonna buy you a mockingbird…" His voice gradually morphed, becoming softer and more refined, carrying an unfamiliar Korean accent. As the transformation continued, his boyish figure turned more womanly, assuming Soo-Min’s petite stature. "잠이 들게 가만히 누워 영영 잠들지 않아, 너를 안아줄게," he sung the last part of his song, which transformed mid-way into a Korean lullaby translating to, "Just lie down so you can sleep, I'll hold you, you will never fall asleep." As the song concluded, Liam looked at himself, now a mirror image of Soo-Min, dressed in her identical outfit. His memories started to shift, slowly realigning with Soo-Min's life, erasing his existence to accommodate hers. With a composed smile, now Soo-Min, began to accessorize, firstly with the elaborate necklace, sparkling earrings, a variety of bracelets, and then finally, her wedding ring that was a symbol of love for her beloved husband. She then slipped on the platform sandals, which left her still feeling considerably shorter than most. Regarding the shoes, she meticulously adjusted the straps, ensuring they snugly fit her feet and then stood up, adjusting her outfit, checking her blazer was secured correctly over her blouse, and then glancing at her feet again to make sure her sandals were just right. "Wonder handsome boy went where?", she mumbled in broken English, oblivious of her transformation. She chuckled at her tiny height in her 'very high sandals', casting an affectionate look at her wedding ring, "Husband, kids, they everything. Love family, love own salon!" With that, she busied herself in tidying the salon up, abandoning the idea of a little boy named Liam that once was.