She roams the city at night, chasing light through her lens. He moves like a whisper in the dark, unseen by most. One fleeting moment, one silent click - and their paths cross. She doesn't know his name. He doesn't ask for hers. But the night remembers. A face her lens can't forget. A secret she's yet to uncover. And somewhere between the flash and the quiet... something begins . To uncover the photo and it's story behind it . To know the secrets and depth behind it . Will there path cross?How might their worlds collide once his secret is revealed?What scares him more - being captured... or being seen?Is he hiding from the world... or from himself?Can someone who hides in the shadows truly love someone who chases the light?