The victory music played. The announcer said, "YOU WIN! PERFECT!"—even though it wasn't perfect. It was sloppy, desperate, and beautiful.
That was seven years ago.
He closed the laptop. The screen went dark. But for the first time in seven years, the silence in the room wasn't empty. It was full of a brother's laughter.
The search term glowed in the dim light of the basement. "marvel vs capcom 2 iso." To anyone else, it was just a string of words—a forgotten game, a relic. To Leo, it was a time machine.
