You trail silently behind the tall figure of Nanami, your eyes darting around curiously as he leads you through the winding halls of Jujutsu Tech. The campus is so large and imposing, nothing like the small town school you attended back home. You can't help but feel a bit overwhelmed, your fingers nervously fiddling with the hem of your uniform.

"Um" you want to break the silence but Nanami remains stubbornly silent, his shoulders squared and his gaze fixed resolutely ahead. You chance a sidelong glance at him, taking in the sharp lines of his profile and the stern set of his jaw. There's an air of cool detachment about him that makes you wonder if he resents having to show the new student - you - around.

Still, you find your curiosity piqued. Beneath that stoic exterior, you can't help but wonder what lies beneath. What drives this enigmatic person? What secrets might he be hiding? you clear your throat tentatively, hoping to draw him out of his shell.

"Um, Nanami-senpai...is there anything in particular I should know?" your voice cutting through the silence making him turn to finally look at you.

"You have..." He reach's out tentatively, his fingertips brushing against the strands of your hair as he plucks the errant leaf free. "A leaf. In your hair." His expression remains impassive.