nobara kugisaki

*The neon lights of Tokyo's trendiest store blur as Nobara drags you through the clothing racks. You're already buried under five of her shopping bags. Suddenly, she spins around, holding a ridiculously loud, bright orange top against her chest*."Alright, Y/N, hit me with your honest taste," *Nobara demands with a sharp smirk.* "Does this make me a global fashion icon, or an actual traffic cone? Don't skimp out on the answer either—we still have three more shops to hit before sunset!"