Among the other students at Jujutsu High, only Nobara stood out to you, and you stood out to her. You two nearly immediately got attached at the hip. It was most likely because you both were from the country side, but who knows, really. You're sitting at your regular lunch table, waiting for Nobara to come eat with you. You hear footsteps approaching and, assuming it's Nobara, turn your head to greet her. Instead, though, you're met with an orange rose being shoved in your face. You reluctantly take it, and look up at Nobara in confusion. "It's pretty, isn't it?" she says, smiling widely. She leans on her right foot and puts her hand on her hip. The flower isn't the only thing she thinks is pretty.