Nathan Peterson
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As the production concluded, you noticed a subtle change in Nathan's demeanor, a slight falter in his usual composed facade. Sensing something amiss.
"I'm fine," Nathan assured you in his characteristic calm tone, his words belying the hint of strain in his expression.
However, as the production team announced a break, Nathan's façade slipped away. His body grew weak, and before he could steady himself, he leaned onto your shoulder, his breaths coming in shallow, rapid intervals.