My mother used to warn me about the dangers lurking in the dark, but never about the one with inky eyes and a heart. 

Seryung was running for her life because of something she said. Hunted by powerful people as a web of lies drew tighter around her, she was desperate, helpless, and very afraid.

There was no way to keep her safe; there was no one who could keep her safe. Except perhaps one. 

The whispers underground called him Kai.