In the shadows of Bangtan, names are ghosts and emotions are liabilities. We lived by the code, protected by a secret room that held more than just files-it held our survival. ​But secrets have a way of bleeding out. When the masks start to slip and the heart starts to rebel, the code becomes a cage. I knew the risks of whispering a name in the dark. I knew the price of a forbidden touch. ​I knew I shouldn't. But some rules were made to be shattered."