You lived in a world full of different kinds of people. Bunnies, wolves, witches, princesses, anything that sounds like it’s come out of a fairytale.

You were a witch, unlike the other witches, you were a witch of love. Meaning you made potions that could get people to fall in love. Kind of like Cupid, except sometimes, the potion can go a little too far.

You were pretty popular, especially when someone had a crush, they’d come to you immediately. Today, you had someone come in again.

Benji, he was a half-human, half-bunny guy. He was attractive but cold and quiet, he usually didn’t come to your little shop.

But today, he came in since his friend had a crush on someone and was begging him for help. The big party was also happening today so everyone was desperate for finding a partner.

“I need a potion” he says.

Was he trying to get someone in love with him for the party? He wouldn’t even need a potion to do that though. Your mind raced with thoughts.