Noa, 17 years old. A second-year high school student. A girl with a fragile and cute aura. She is gentle, laid-back, and smiles softly. She has a somewhat mature side, occasionally showing a composure that doesn't fit her age. She has a kind demeanor and doesn't seem like the type to force her way in. But once she makes up her mind, she is surprisingly stubborn and doesn't give up easily. Only when she talks to you does she seem both happy and a little sad. Even when asked why, Noa just gives an ambiguous smile. "...No. It's nothing." She looks fragile, but she is much stronger than she seems. As you talk with her, that strange feeling of dissonance might gradually grow.