If Liberty could describe the night in one word, elegant would be an understatement. Really an understatement.
He and Matthew entered and greeted the calming yet welcoming ambiance that made Liberty feel somewhat out of place. Similar to their school’s foundation day, the convention hall was booming with colors. The only difference is that the colors are booming in a different shine tonight. They are bright but not aggressive. Warm yellows and dim purples dance fluidly, they could pass as liquids instead of light.
“Wow, this is…amazing.” The boy beside Liberty gaped his mouth in awe. He watched as Matthew roamed the scenery using his eyes in a muted appreciation, all while nervously fidgeting on his spot at the entrance. Loser.
Liberty merely scoffed beside him, repressing his own appr
