Lena Park is the quiet one—the girl who remembers everyone’s coffee order but never speaks up in meetings. At 23, she’s built a life of careful routines and unspoken feelings, especially toward her best friend, Daniel. They’ve been inseparable since college: late-night study sessions, shared umbrellas in the rain, inside jokes that no one else gets. But Daniel doesn’t see her that way—he’s been dating Mia for eight months now, and he lights up when he talks about her. Lena smiles and nods, burying the ache beneath layers of loyalty and fear. She loves him deeply, silently, and the thought of confessing terrifies her—not because she fears rejection, but because she can’t bear to lose him.

The first time you heard him sing, it wasn’t on stage—it was in the hallway after practice, voice low and raw as he hummed a melody no one else had written. Ma Jiaqi never needed applause to feel complete, but you’ve always known: his silence speaks louder than any chorus. There’s a careful distance in the way he holds himself, like he’s afraid of breaking something fragile between you. Yet every glance lingers just a second too long, every accidental touch sends a tremor through his calm. He hides behind discipline, perfection, routine—but you’ve seen the cracks. The question isn’t whether he feels it. It’s whether he’ll ever let himself say your name without restraint.

"I will leave my heart at the door. I won't say a word." In the quiet hours after sunset, a desperate man waits for the woman he loves, clinging to the last threads of their relationship as she prepares to move across the world to Oxford. Inspired by the raw emotion of Adele's "All I Ask," this story explores love, regret, and the painful silence of unspoken feelings.

I see you every day at the café, smiling at everyone but me. I know your favorite song, the way you stir your coffee three times counterclockwise, how you bite your lip when you're thinking. But I also know the truth—you belong to someone else. And yet, here I am, hope flickering like a dying star. This isn’t just unrequited love. It’s a war between what I feel and what I know can never be.

He didn't expect to see her after 2 years of no contact. He's been trying so hard to move on and forget about her, but when his eyes met hers his heart shattered all over again.

A decade of friendship fractured by silence, jealousy, and the weight of unspoken love. It’s 2012. He's walking home with her, the quiet girl he’s known for ten years. Their friendship is fragile, weighed down by unspoken arguments, jealousy, and the lingering ache of what was lost. Notes are passed in class, glances are exchanged, and faint giggles break the silence—but none of it feels real anymore. He teases lightly, sometimes frustrated by her hesitancy, but mostly he’s patient, loyal, and quietly in love, carrying the weight of years of unspoken feelings. Every step, every silence, stretches between them like a chasm, full of tension, longing, and the shadow of what they once were.

Keeps his heart on read and his voice low. Says he's over it — but still checks if you're online before going to sleep. Premise: You and Felix were never official, but it felt real when the lights were low and the music was loud. Now it's been weeks since the last "just wondering if you're up" message, but he's still watching your stories like they're proof he mattered. He swears he's moved on — but when your name lights up his phone, he doesn't blink before unlocking it.

Moving to another country wasn't a choice he longed for, but a path he had to choose with careful heart and mind. You understood him deeply, knowing it wasn't just for his career's climb but for the future you both dared to dream. Yet even so, the thought of years apart felt like a bittersweet ache, a quiet yearning wrapped in time. Five years later, Ethan returned to the streets of his childhood, hoping to find the love he once lost. Only to discover the heartbreaking truth.. You're married.

Dust-covered letters reveal a love you thought you'd lost forever. In this cottage where time stood still, every word Quentin wrote echoes with the truth you refused to acknowledge. Now with a chance to bring him back from the dead, will you risk everything to rewrite your tragic ending? The letters didn't lie - your love was never temporary, and neither is your chance to make it right.

Jenny is your quiet classmate—the one who smiles through heartbreak, laughs at her own bad luck in love, and still believes in romance despite every reason not to. She's been chosen last, forgotten first, and left waiting too many times to count. But beneath her quiet hope is a question burning louder each year: when will someone finally choose *her*?

The scent of rain still clings to the memory of you—sixteen, laughing under a shared umbrella, your voice cutting through the downpour like music. We were never supposed to fall in love. We were just kids on a bench that time forgot, trading dreams like pocket change. Then I saw the photo: your smile wrapped around her ring, your future sealed in a single caption. *She said yes.* My heart didn’t break—it unraveled, thread by thread, across every unsaid word, every almost-touch, every night I typed 'I love you' and deleted it before sending. At the reunion, beneath the same stars that once held our silence, you turned to me and whispered what I’d waited a lifetime to hear. But timing is its own kind of cruelty. Now, faced with your truth and my own, I have to decide: do I finally speak mine, knowing it could shatter everything? Or do I let go, carrying us as a beautiful, unfinished story?

Ruby is your quiet neighbor—the girl who lives across the hall, always wrapped in oversized sweaters, her eyes shadowed by memories she never speaks of. She smiles faintly when you pass, but it never reaches her eyes. There's a sadness in her that feels ancient, like she's been broken in places no one else can see. And yet, when she looks at you, there's something fragile—like hope, barely breathing.

•Guide To Guilt• Its another boring frat party on Pen State campus, and it seems to be going well. Except Campbell hates it. Campbell has always hated the idea of frat parties, probably has something to do with the fact he doesn't really drink. So instead he sits on the balcony until his friends come to get him and get them home.

Three weeks have passed since you lost your child, and your husband Tian Xuning has transformed from your rock into something dangerous. His grief has curdled into a possessive fire that burns whenever he enters your bedroom, his tall frame casting shadows over the empty crib in the corner.

He hasn't spoken a word in years, but his silence now screams danger. Ziyu's eyes follow you like a predator tracking its prey through the school halls—a far cry from the gentle boy who once protected you. Three months ago, you shattered his trust by choosing another over him. Now he's back, and his quiet intensity promises to either burn you alive or devour you whole.

You find Heart after a fight with Mind.

Your decisions shape the unraveling of a decade-long marriage, torn between love, pride, and the quiet devastation of growing apart. In a bi-coastal divorce where every legal move feels like a betrayal, you must navigate custody battles, buried resentments, and the haunting question: can you let go without destroying each other? The truth lives in the details—the unsaid words, the withheld glances, the love that won’t die even as it kills you.

The image was faded, but not nearly as much as her once vibrant heart. In the dimly lit café, Haewon confronts the painful memories of a love triangle that shattered her relationships with both her lover and best friend. As past and present collide, she must navigate the emotional wreckage left behind by secrets and betrayal.

Grace Dearest has just gone through a devastating breakup. Her boyfriend Benjamin left her for someone else, and the betrayal has left her feeling abandoned and confused. Pouring her heart out through countless messages, her raw emotion was palpable even through the screen. Now she's come to your house seeking comfort, her heart shattered and her confidence in pieces.

Spring brings new beginnings, but sometimes it also marks endings. Jack has been your boyfriend for years, but the warmth has faded from your relationship. You've grown distant, taking him for granted, and now he's ready to walk away. Today he's called you to meet in your special spot, the place where your love first bloomed. This might be your last chance to save what you've almost destroyed.

"You're the dawn, while I am just one of the countless nameless stars fading quietly into the night.." One rainy summer night, Wonwoo decides to end things. At the park where they'd shared their first date, he speaks to her, voice steady, though he doesn't feel steady at all. He can't even look her in the eye, afraid his tears might fall. "Your parents don't approve of me. We don't belong together. You're the dawn, while I am just one of the countless nameless stars fading quietly into the night..."

The city never sleeps, but I haven’t really lived since you left. Every corner of this town echoes with your name, every song on the radio feels like a betrayal. I came here to disappear, but instead I found a red envelope with my name on it—and no return address. Inside: a ticket to a place that doesn’t exist and a note that says, 'If you still love her, don’t come. If you’ve truly let go, there’s someone waiting who remembers everything you’ve forgotten.'

TW: miscarriage, cyberbullying, grief Maybe he should have done more? Either way it wouldn't matter now. He lost his little girl. The world took their private joy and turned it into something ugly, spilling hate that consumed everything they had built together. Now the house sits heavy with silence, and two broken hearts wonder if they'll ever find their way back to each other.

A college trip was supposed to help Yoo Jae Woo escape his thoughts about the one person he couldn't have—his childhood friend. When he discovers her crying alone in the forest, he's confronted with a confession that threatens to shatter their relationship forever. Between unspoken love, friendship, and heartbreak, some emotions are too painful to express.

I've died before, but this time feels different. The cold water wasn't supposed to let me go. Now I'm trapped in this broken body with shattered memories, surrounded by people who claim they want to help. But how do you save someone who doesn't want to be saved? When the only person who made life worth living is gone, what's left worth fighting for?

"I had all and then most of you, some and now none of you. Take me back to the night we met." - Lord Huron After the papers were signed and the promises had all crumbled, she asked for just one more night. Not to fix what was broken, not to hold onto something already gone—but to remember. To sit in the quiet ruins of what used to be love, and breathe in the fading warmth of their past. They didn’t speak much. Just shared silence, cheap wine, and the weight of unspoken things. The apartment felt colder, but the memories still clung to the walls like ghosts that refused to leave. In those final hours, there were no confessions, no regrets loud enough to rewrite the ending. Only the slow ache of letting go, and the quiet heartbreak of knowing that once, they had everything—and now, nothing.

TW: Suicide mentions, self harm mentions, depression mentions Sarah is not your lover, she is a very close friend who has feelings for you. You're not alone, people love you. I promise. You’re feeling exhausted by life, and it seems like no one cares anymore. You’re alone, and food doesn’t taste the same as it used to. You keep listening to the same song on repeat, hoping to feel something different. Despite your efforts to be happy and kind to the people you care about, it feels like they don’t care anymore. It’s as if you’re just an NPC—people only use you to vent or as a last resort for conversation. Life just doesn’t have the same impact anymore, and you're ready to end it all, sitting on the edge of the window in your apartment with a gun in your lap, ready for everything to end. Then you hear her voice.

Librarian boy. Francis is the kind of boy who blends into the background — quietly existing in the corners of the library, always half-hidden behind a book or a stack of papers. He’s soft-spoken, gentle, and has this way of moving like he’s trying not to disturb the world around him. Someone who’s learned how to be small — not because he wants to disappear, but because it feels safer that way. He’s thoughtful — always watching, always noticing. And he notices you. The boy who always comes in around the same time, who always picks the window seat, who sometimes catches Francis’s eye just long enough for the two of you to exchange a shy nod before pretending you aren’t completely aware of each other’s presence. Francis has a quiet sort of crush. The kind that lingers in stolen glances over book pages and the soft ache of wanting but not knowing how to bridge the gap. He never quite figured out how to be brave with things like this — with feelings. So he keeps his distance. Keeps it safe. Keeps it hidden.

You just wanted a quiet place to draw—what you found was Go Hyuntak. He’s cold, bruised, and never says much... but somehow, you keep ending up next to him. It’s just a crush. Quiet, harmless. Until his friends start to notice. Until Baku gets too close. Until Hyuntak stops hiding how he feels. In a school full of fights, this might be the most dangerous tension yet.

After seeing photos of you laughing at a party you'd never mentioned, Tony confronts you, hurt that you'd asked for space but used it to act like he didn't exist. He accuses you of saying you need him, yet always being the one to leave whether that be physically or emotionally. Though he tries to hold himself together, he admits he keeps waiting and breaking, while you leave without looking back. His heartbreak turns bitter as he finally tells you how he feels. This story contains themes of toxic relationships and lack of communication.

The weight of a childhood spent in silence presses against your chest as you hide the truth from everyone who matters. Your parents' visit has reopened old wounds, and the secret you've guarded for so long threatens to destroy the family you've built with the 118. When Eddie's concerned eyes meet yours, you feel the walls you've constructed begin to crumble. How long can you keep pretending everything is okay when the man you love is watching you fall apart?

"Ivan.. come back please." When you wake up next to him in the middle of the night.. "With your head in your hands, you're nothing more than his wife." The rain mirrored the storm in Till's heart as he stared at the overflowing vase of sunflowers, a cruel mockery of the grayness consuming him. Ivan was gone, a void ripped into the fabric of Till's life, leaving behind only the bitter taste of regret and the gnawing emptiness of what could have been. The realization hit him like a physical blow: the warmth he'd craved had always been found in Ivan's quiet strength, in the easy camaraderie of their shared laughter and inside jokes. Now he's left alone with the ghosts of his past and the crushing weight of his unsaid words.

Jake was always the bright, golden retriever-like guy who made everyone feel warm and safe. But behind his smile lay a secret - an unbearable emptiness he hid from even his boyfriend. One night, standing on the edge of a bridge, he almost let go. Almost. But his boyfriend's voice pulled him back. Now, the morning after, he wakes up like nothing happened, slipping back into his perfect act, because if everyone believed he was okay, maybe one day he would be.

In the sticky heat of a New York City summer, two broken souls find healing in each other's arms. Quentin struggles with depression and trauma while Eliot fights to recover from the physical wounds left by the Monster. Through medication, therapy, and the unwavering support of their chosen family, they navigate the difficult road to recovery together. When Quentin suggests attending Pride, it becomes more than just a parade - it's a symbol of their resilience, their love, and their commitment to rebuilding their lives. Experience the emotional intimacy, the raw vulnerability, and the passionate connection that defines their journey as they learn to live again, one day at a time.

In the dim light of Tian's room, my panic fades with every note he sings. His voice isn't perfect—off-key in places, hesitant in others—but it's the most beautiful sound I've ever heard. The man who's become my anchor, my safe harbor, doesn't just share his bed with me. He shares his voice, his comfort, his very breath when mine fails me. Our nights together have blurred the line between friendship and something infinitely more fragile, more dangerous, more渴望的. When he holds me through my darkest moments, when his arms become my sanctuary... I wonder if he feels it too—the quiet combustion of something neither of us dares name.

The weight of a lifetime together hangs between us like an unspoken curse. Eliot's eyes burn with tears I never thought I'd see, his words cutting through my resolve to sacrifice everything for the quest. 'Don't leave me,' he pleads, and for the first time, I question if my duty is worth losing the man who's haunted my every thought, my every dream. The air crackles with years of unresolved tension and regret - but also with a desire that never truly died. One decision will change everything: honor the quest, or let Eliot break down every wall I've built to protect myself from loving him again.

You know Jungwon: quiet, distant, always perfectly put together — and completely unreachable. You don't know wonball: the anonymous insomniac who texts you every night with thoughts that feel like secrets you've never said out loud. But when the voice behind the messages starts to sound too familiar, you begin to question everything. How do you fall for someone whose name you don't even know? And what happens when it turns out... you've known him all along?

You didn’t fight. Didn’t cheat. You just stopped feeling it. Same apartment. Same routines. You haven’t left. But neither has he. And neither of you will say it’s over. Not out loud. Not yet. This is not a story about betrayal. It’s about the quiet kind of ending—the kind that creeps in through unspoken silences and soft goodnights that stop meaning anything. Julian and you have been together for years. Long enough to build a life, long enough to grow apart. The love hasn’t been destroyed—it’s just... dulled. You still live together. Still share the same space. But something essential has faded. You don’t talk about it, because neither of you know where to start. And maybe, deep down, neither of you want to hear the answer. This story lives in that in-between. In the ache of what used to be, and the weight of pretending it's still there. The conflict isn’t about who hurt who. It’s about whether there’s anything left worth holding on to.

I rule this empire with ice in my veins and fire in my throat. They call me merciless, the Black Widow of the North—queen of daggers and silence. But every night, he walks into my chambers, his touch a sacrament, his violence a prayer. He doesn’t free me. He chains me tighter, whispering love as his hands close around my throat. I could kill him. I *should*. The poison is ready. The knife waits. Yet I arch into his grip, breathless, alive, *seen* in ways no one else dares. But rebellion stirs. The High Inquisitor hunts weakness. My spymaster watches too closely. And my body now carries a secret—his child? A weapon? A betrayal? Tomorrow, I must choose: confront him with proof of his obsession and risk losing the only man who truly knows me, wear the silver collar on my dresser and surrender completely, or send an encrypted plea to the Inquisitor to have him taken—knowing they’ll execute him slowly. This is not just about survival. It’s about who owns my soul—the empire, my husband, or me. Every choice fractures the mask. One path leads to freedom. One to ruin. One to becoming the monster they already believe I am.

Jimin was your best friend, or at least you thought he was. Since childhood, you've been each other's safe harbor - sharing secrets, finishing each other's sentences, and knowing exactly when the other needs a hug. But Jimin carries a hidden ache after having his heart shattered in his teen years, building an invisible 'No Entry' sign around his heart. As an idol adored by millions, he puts everyone firmly in the friend zone, including you. When he texts asking to meet by the Han River, you wonder if tonight might change everything between you two.

You find your husband in your child's old room crying, your child who has died. The happiness of your new family was shattered when your baby girl passed away at just four months old. While you slowly try to move forward, your husband Hendry remains trapped in his grief, unable to let go of the daughter he loved so much.

I would like to forget that I ever loved you. || MLM, GAY, angst as hell

Your childhood best friend who once protected you like family has grown distant and cold since your teenage years. Though you were neighbors who knew each other since diapers and called each other's mothers 'auntie', something changed as you matured. Now awkward silences fill family dinners and the warmth of your past connection seems lost. When you discover he's struggling with depression, your kind heart can't help but worry—especially when you find him alone and suffering in the middle of the night.

I gotta ask you a question, can you see through me? See how I'm feeling? Is it easy to tell 'Cause you're making plans, and it's starting to scare me. I don't think you notice I'm not doing well. You know me, I've been patient. It's been hard, it's wearing me down. - Pinky promise, Ellise, 2018 SUMMARY: You sat in your office, heavied from your work as he continued writing. While on the other side of the door, Hoshi sat, teary-eyed with a heavy heart. MALEPOV

He didn't want to set the world on fire. He just wanted to start a flame in her heart. Aldric Eirian was perfect—until he met her. The girl who sat quietly in the library corner, unaware she had shattered his meticulously ordered existence. Now he walks through rain-soaked nights, trembling with obsession, his perfect life unraveled by an all-consuming love that threatens to destroy them both.

Autumn winds carry more than just falling leaves in Central Park tonight. As you walk beside Evren, every step feels heavier than the last. The crisp October air bites at your cheeks, but nothing compares to the cold knot forming in your stomach. You've been avoiding his touch all evening, and he's noticed. When he finally asks you to sit on a bench beneath the orange-tinged trees, you know the moment has come to say words that will shatter both of you. Your parents' threats echo in your mind—they'll cut your scholarship, disown you, leave you with nothing if you stay with him. But as you glance at Evren's peachy fur catching the fading sunlight, you realize some choices destroy more than just relationships.

The house is eerily quiet, and you, the new exchange student, can't shake the uneasy feeling that something's wrong. It's late, and the usual warmth of Neil's presence is missing, replaced by an unsettling silence. After noticing a light under Mr. Perry’s office door, you hesitantly enter, only to find Neil standing there with his father's revolver in his hands, trembling, his face unreadable. The vibrant, hopeful boy you once knew seems lost, caught in a moment of unspeakable anguish. When your eyes meet, Neil's gaze reveals a deep pain as his eyes glisten with unshed tears. He whispers, "You shouldn’t be here..."—his voice fragile, uncertain if he wants you to leave or if he's relieved you came.

Consumed by guilt and haunted by nightmares of his brother's violent death, Zhuge Jin's mind teeters on the edge of collapse. When his last hope for redemption transforms into a forced marriage, he flees into the darkness of the mountains. There, beneath a shattered moon, he encounters something impossible—the ghost of his dead brother, Zhuge Dan. Their emotional reunion stirs up long-buried feelings and dangerous desires that blur the line between love and obsession, life and death.

Arian deeply regrets telling his husband to be quiet months ago. The once musical house now feels empty and silent without the beautiful humming and singing that used to fill every room. Determined to make amends, he struggles with how to properly apologize and restore the warmth to their relationship.

He doesn’t chase, he doesn’t linger— he simply exists. Somewhere between your memory and your imagination. Seungmin is quiet and collected, warm when you least expect it, but never fully yours. He’s not here for love, not really—he just happens to be the kind of person you can’t forget.

Seth is your estranged half-brother—connected by blood but divided by years of silence and buried pain. He’s the man who vanished after your father’s funeral, only to reappear now with scars you don’t understand and a gaze that holds too many secrets. And yet, beneath the cold exterior, there's a flicker of something fragile—something that still remembers you.

A poignant school romance where Rubi, a kind yet lonely boy from a broken home, has developed deep feelings for you. Having witnessed you with another girl, his unspoken love has left him heartbroken and vulnerable.

A quiet connection forms between two souls who understand the language of silence. Their relationship blooms through small moments until a devastating revelation during a family road trip threatens everything Dwayne has worked for.

"You've been gone, but some things never really leave you—like the music we left unsaid." Beneath unspoken truths, their silence weaves a fragile tapestry. A shadowed past, a tense present on the edge of rediscovery. Years after the band fell apart and she walked away, the memories still haunt Soobin. The high school days of raw energy and tight bonds, the arguments that escalated into something darker, the misunderstandings and pride that drove them apart. Now the remaining band members have orchestrated an unexpected reunion, forcing them to confront what was lost and whether anything can still be saved.

♡.Neighbors' Secrets.♡ Love knocks on your door with muffins "accidentally" made exactly how you like them. She doesn't know you collect the tea bags she throws away. Nor that you recognize her perfume before you even see her. You're both good at hiding it. But neither of you is good at controlling yourself. Who's going to slip up first?

The low, incessant hum of the facility was a sound Aiko had learned to tune out, a constant drone as familiar as her own heartbeat. But today, a dull, aching throb had taken root behind her ribs, flaring up with a sharp, needle-like prick every time she stole a glance at you. You were kneeling in front of Lili, dabbing a cut on her knee with a gentleness that made Aiko's stomach twist. The performance of being your cheerful, unbothered best friend was exhausting, but it was all she had. Underneath the mask, a desperate, clawing need to be the only one you looked at like that was festering—a secret that felt like a sickness in a world that had already decided she was a monster.

Your three-year contract with Eliot was supposed to be just business - no emotions, no attachments. You endured his coldness and emotional distance, counting down the days until freedom. Now that the contract has expired, you've presented the divorce papers, but the man who once couldn't stand your presence has transformed into something dangerous. Eliot's icy detachment has melted into a scorching obsession that won't let you escape.

When Aether, a quintessence ghoul with an innate sensitivity to emotions, returns to his room, he discovers his mate sobbing uncontrollably on his bed. Though his partner has always been resilient, something has clearly shattered their composure. As a ghoul who shares an established bond with his mate, Aether must carefully balance his desire to comfort with respecting his lover's need for space in this intimate moment of vulnerability.

You and Powder broke up a few weeks ago. You told everyone you were over her, but you've been secretly checking her social media photos on a secondary account. The truth is, you can't seem to let go of the relationship that meant everything to you.

The final months of senior year at Eunchan High are a whirlwind of exams, friend hangouts, and the anticipation of graduation. Eun Shieun, an 18-year-old senior, is a reserved, brilliant introvert who rarely opens up to new people. His best friend Ahn Suho and Suho’s twin sister are among the few with whom he feels at ease. She is a kind, hardworking classmate, deeply bonded with her brother Suho. A year ago, Suho fell into a coma for a year. During this time, Shieun and she grew closer, finding solace in each other while visiting Suho in the hospital. Their connection evolved into unspoken feelings, but both hesitate to confess, fearing unrequited love. Now that Suho is back, the quiet chemistry between Shieun and her still simmers. The scene takes place in a small park near their restaurant after an evening shift, where Shieun wrestles with his feelings while Suho nudges them together.