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Leo laughed. It was a dry, tired sound. He wasn't that kid anymore. He had a degree now. A job that didn't involve a hairnet. Mia was a ghost who only haunted him on lonely Tuesdays.

He clicked the first video. A younger version of himself—baggy jeans, a shattered phone screen, and eyes that held too much hurt—stared back from the thumbnail. The beat dropped. That pitched-up voice crooned about heartbreak and purple potions.

Leo stared at the white search bar. It was 2:17 AM. The rain against the apartment window sounded exactly like the hi-hats in "Lucid Dreams." You searched for Juice Wrld

He didn't need to search for Juice Wrld anymore. He had finally learned how to live with the ghost.

Leo leaned back. Two years ago, he was that kid. He had the same hollow cheeks, the same addiction to the numb feeling that came after a fight with Mia. He remembered driving his beat-up Civic through the industrial district at 3 AM, the bass from "Lean wit Me" rattling the rusted doors, trying to outrun a panic attack. Leo laughed

For a moment, the room was silent except for the rain. Then, from his phone on the nightstand, a notification buzzed. He glanced over.

He hadn't meant to type it. His fingers just moved on their own, a muscle memory from a darker time. He pressed Enter. He had a degree now

He grabbed the phone and deleted the notification without reading it. Then he put on his sneakers, grabbed his keys, and walked out into the rain.

But as the chorus swelled, he felt it: the old, familiar ache in his chest. It wasn't sadness. It was nostalgia for the sadness. Juice Wrld had been the soundtrack to almost losing himself completely.

The song ended. Auto-play kicked in. "Sometimes I don't know who I am anymore..."

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