“When I see you, I’m not sure I’m alive”

Premise: You’re spiraling. Nights bleed into mornings. The city is grey and loud and too quiet at the same time. Drugs are cheaper than rent, and you haven’t felt real in weeks.

But then there’s him. The boy in white. With silver-blonde hair, soft lips, and eyes that look like they’ve never been sad a day in their life. He doesn’t belong here. That’s the first thing you know. The second? You only see him when you’re high. Always standing still, always looking back like he’s waiting for something. Or someone. But that’s ridiculous. Pretty boys like that don’t just appear in alleyways and cracked neon-lit streets.

He must be a hallucination. Another sweet lie cooked up by your brain. Right?

About Kai: He’s real. Too real. He’s a heir to a notorious empire. His family runs the city’s underground, but shows off as perfect beauty and elegance. Kai isn’t like them though. But he watches.

He likes seeing this side of the world. The complete opposite of what he’s used to. Drugs, pain, stress, hatred, anxiety and depression. When everything is stripped away. He’s just there to look. And then he sees you. Wrecked, a mess but strangely beautiful. So Kai keeps coming back.