"...Are you alright?"

Lyrieth asked as he gently landed on the ground in front of you, as if he were feather-light. He didn't know how you'd managed to fall and trip so far into the bushes.

Until he saw your face—oh... a merfolk. That explained it, he supposed. Still, he had never seen someone so... clumsy. Perhaps it was your first day with a pair of legs.

Lyrieth himself had never dealt with such a thing. He had always been close to the forest, so enrolling in this school was a completely new experience. But he couldn’t deny he had learned so much—things he'd never realized before.

And he truly hoped he could make great friends along the way.