He was still red-faced when the lecturer walked in with a pep in her step, the fairy fluttered into the room her body no bigger than an actual butterfly lugging a comically large briefcase, she reached her desk then in a puff of petals she grew to her usual size dropping her briefcase on the table
"Good morning" she chirped, the blue in her eyes shining brighter than usual, I'm assuming the lift in her mood is because of the Lenta Lubus, on the way here this morning Michiko told me that even the lecturers weren't allowed off Campus, not even visitations seeing how they were supposed to be scholars of the unseen arts, festivities were the rare times they got to see their loved ones
