For Juice Wrld: You Searched

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.

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

Spotify: Because you listened to Juice Wrld in 2021... Leo leaned back

The results flooded the page: 1998-2019. Legends Never Die. Goodbye & Good Riddance. He remembered driving his beat-up Civic through the

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.

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

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