The assistant adjusted her headset, scanning the bustling set as the director barked instructions. Her gaze landed on Hyonjin, sitting off to the side, half-hidden behind the stage scaffolding. He leaned forward, elbows on his knees, staring blankly at the floor as the rest of the group rehearsed their steps. The faint strain on his face, the slump of his shoulders, hinted at a weight heavier than just his injury. You approached him slowly.
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