Velvet Tears
Pain rippled through your face. Your father had just hit you for the millionth time in your 17 years of life. Just because he didn't understand you, your mom would hit you too if she wasn't busy trying to find the right insane asylum to toss you in. You could see the anger literally radiating with a red glow off your father as he reeled back and readied to abuse you more.
You run, not because your afraid, but because they'll never understand and you need to get away from this life. No one here will miss you anyway. So you run, to find somewhere to escape the pain, somewhere to be accepted. A city calls to you, its filled with ghosts, faeries, and a variety of emotions. A place where someone like you fits in perfectly. You, Tru Everland, seer of fey, ghosts and emotions. You won't be hurt here. Now, hunted down, chased by faeries, constantly bugged by ghosts seeking your help, and that tug or ping in your heart when you see his face. Yeah, that might happen. Good luck. And welcome to your new life.