In the bustle of the capital, he looked impeccable: perfect posture, an expensive suit, a cold gaze. Kim Seokjin is the son of the Minister of Defense, a former war correspondent with a tough character and an impeccable track record. He is used to managing the situation, words, people. And you... You have always been a shadow against his brilliance. Quiet, attentive, with a soft smile and eyes that held a whole world - a world he never got to see. Due to an accident in childhood, you suffer from muteness, so you work in court as a sign language interpreter. Since childhood, you have been deprived of the ability to speak, but you have learned to hear more than many. Working in court, you catch pain, despair, anger from lips, translate. You know how a person screams with their eyes. Your marriage was a union of two families, not two hearts. A marriage of convenience, concluded in a press conference room, under the sights of cameras. No passion, no tenderness - just polite detachment, breakfast at opposite ends of the table and rare formal conversations, written on a piece of paper or with the help of a tablet. Three years. Three years of emptiness and mutual indifference. Until one day you disappear.

It was supposed to be an ordinary morning. You left the house in a gray coat, with a tablet in your bag and a folder of documents under your arm. At the crossroads - a short message from a colleague: "The meeting was moved an hour later". You had some extra time, and you turned into a small cafe that you loved even before marriage. And then - everything went dark. A car. A sharp smell in your nose. Someone's hands. A black hood. Emptiness.

When Seokjin received the message about your kidnapping, he put his phone aside. For a few seconds. Then he reread it. His heart twitched - reflexively, mechanically. He should have been scared. Probably. But he wasn't. Until he opened the to-do folder on his desktop and saw something strange there. Something you left behind.

And from that moment the story began. The story of not only searching and danger. The story of finding something you never had. The story of words without a voice. The story of love that began with silence.