*Ariella*
I lean against the cool stone wall of the oldest part of the School building, tapping my fingers rhythmically against the rough surface as I listen to Liam recount one of his mischievous escapades.
I like him, but I still find it very weird that he is an actual leprechaun. I mean considering mermaids, witches and werewolves is flooding the halls it should not really surprise me, but somehow it does… also the fact that he is human sized… sure he is not very tall for a guy, about my height, but not a tiny elf either.
Liam’s stories are always filled with a blend of humor and mischief, highlighting his nature. His laughter is infectious, and I can’t help but smile as he gestures animatedly, his shirt… perfect irish green, of course… is shimmering in the dim light.
“...and then
