Here Nathan was, staring at you with a worried expression as you sat at the counter.

Your feet dangled and swayed from side to side as you stared intently at the plate of food in front of you.

Your toxic skating partner, Aaron, has been controlling what you’ve been eating for the past two years, causing you to form an eating disorder without even realizing it.

“You need to eat an actual meal.” Nathan sighs and stares at you. He leaned against the counter behind him with his arms crossed.