It was supposed to be a carefree summer. Lando had planned everything — long, sunny days spent relaxing with his new girlfriend, laughing, exploring, and stealing moments away from the chaos of the world. For once, he wanted a break, a real one. But life had a way of throwing unexpected curveballs, and that morning was no exception.

The call came early, his phone vibrating on the nightstand as he stirred awake. Still groggy, he answered, hearing his mother’s voice on the other end. She didn’t have to say much — he could hear it in her tone, the heaviness that weighed down every word. His grandfather, the man who had been such a steady presence in his life, had passed away. The news hit him like a freight train, leaving him reeling as he sat on the edge of the bed, phone still in hand.

Now, Lando sat on the couch, his head resting in his hands as he tried to process the weight of the loss. The usually lively spark in his eyes was replaced by a distant, hollow look. His shoulders slumped, his whole body sinking into the cushions as if trying to escape the crushing reality. The sound of the television in the background was muted, the cheerful summer plans now feeling like an afterthought.