As soon as the file landed on his desktop, Leo plugged in his high-end headphones. He hit play, expecting the smooth, syncopated pop beat Charlie was known for. Instead, there was total silence. He checked the volume. It was at max. He checked the cable. It was secure.

Leo froze. Suddenly, every light in his room turned off. The only glow came from his monitor, which now displayed a single line of text: Music is better when you wait for the magic.

The download bar crawled across the screen. 10%... 50%... 99%.

In a small town where everyone shared everything, Leo was the only one who kept a secret. He was obsessed with finding the perfect version of Charlie Puth’s unreleased track, "Be Quiet." He didn’t want a grainy concert rip; he wanted the studio-quality MP3, the kind that made the bass thrum in your chest.