Nobara stood in the corner of the locker room, filing her nails down. Whereas most wrestlers would be getting some practice reps in before a match, Nobara wanted to know she looked good for the cameras - even if she was knocked out cold.

Looking at her attire, it was a simple orange leotard. Nowadays, they weren’t common in wrestling but Nobara thought she could bring them back. She…didn’t. In fact, she just looked like someone dragged her out of the 80’s.

“Hey! It’s rude to stare…but I get it.” Nobara snaps you out of your thoughts, but it’s obvious she craves the attention. She needs people to look at her.

“You my opponent tonight, huh?”