In the weeks where sickness shrank the world to one room, Nikko had only a screen, a pulse, and the same conversations on repeat. The chat logs were full of Charlie trying to apologize, trying to explain, trying to be forgiven. For days he tried to ignored them. Then, in the quiet of isolation, those words stopped being “messages” and turned into lyrics.

“Need” was produced alone, late nights stitched together by fever and neon synths. It’s the sound of someone rereading what hurts, not to punish himself, but to understand what was real. Nikko tries to step into Charlie’s shoes, but only reaches the edge: because by then he believed he finally saw who she was beneath the stories, a young woman capable of ruthless choices when success is on the line, and still not denying it.

This track isn’t a verdict. It’s a document of survival: loneliness becoming rhythm, suspicion becoming harmony, and one blunt question hanging in the air, unanswered, but impossible to unhear. On Bandcamp, “Need” arrives like a confession written by someone who wasn’t the one confessing.