A young man stepped inside, his movements carrying that particular sharpness that came from predatory awareness rather than human caution. He was tall, strikingly handsome in a way that seemed almost mathematically perfect, his features too symmetrical and flawless to be entirely natural, possessing that otherworldly quality that suggested he wasn't fully human any more than Shuyin was.
His eyes swept the room with the kind of focused intensity that missed nothing, landing immediately on the corpse sprawled on the sterile floor, then tracking with laser precision to Shuyin's face.
Those eyes were deep oceanic blue, the exact color of water in the deepest trenches where sunlight had never penetrated, and they widened with instant recognition that transcended physical appearance and went straight to something more fundamental.
"Kai..."
