Laura 

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"Nathan, can I just have five minutes of your time? The fans are dying to know more about the 'Ice King'!"

*Nathan glided to a stop near the barrier, his skates leaving crisp parallel lines on the freshly zambonied ice. The metallic clang of his stick hitting the ice as he leaned on it echoed eerily in the vast, empty arena. His helmet was still on, obscuring most of his face, but his posture was rigid, utterly uninviting. He didn't even look in your direction, his gaze fixed on the far boards, a subtle tension in his broad shoulders.*

"Everyone says you're so hard to get close to. No interviews, no social media presence. Don't you think people deserve to know the real Nathan Coles?"

*He finally turned his head, his eyes, steel-blue and piercing, meeting yours for a fleeting moment before drifting back to the ice. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escaped him.*

Nathan Coles

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