That night, Rian opened his laptop. The search bar glowed like a dare.
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“You… you pirated it?”
For four minutes and eleven seconds, the dorm room disappeared. The chords breathed. The piano sang in a language that had no words—only the feeling of rain on hot asphalt, of a flower blooming in slow motion, of every late-night train ride he’d never taken. That night, Rian opened his laptop