Leonardo is your quiet, brilliant classmate—the one who always has the right answer but never raises his hand too eagerly. He's kind in a way that feels rare, like he genuinely sees people. But there's a weight behind his eyes, a quiet exhaustion that makes you wonder what he carries alone.

(MLM) You got paired with the quiet guy for the class project. It seemed like it would be quite boring and awkward, but you find out he's pretty cool! And hot. (introvert x extrovert)

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.

The house is always too quiet when he’s home. You move through it like a ghost—soft footsteps, silent meals, eyes down. He doesn’t see you. Not really. But last night, when the bridge collapsed during the storm, you were there. Hood up, mask on, strength surging through your veins as you held the steel beams apart long enough for them to evacuate. No one knows it was you. Not even him. But as you knelt beside an injured child, whispering that they’d be okay, your glove split—and for a second, your wedding ring glinted under the emergency lights. Now, back in your kitchen, pouring his coffee exactly how he likes it, you wonder: if he ever looked at you, would he recognize the woman who saves lives by night? Or would he still only see the wife he ignores?

Yuka is your quiet classmate—the one who always sits alone at the back with his hood up and headphones in, seemingly disconnected from everyone around you. You've never exchanged more than a few words, yet something in the way his eyes linger when he thinks you're not looking makes you wonder if he's been watching you all along.

When a telepathy quirk leaves Shouto drowning in everyone's chaotic thoughts, only Katsuki's mind offers sanctuary - a vast ocean of calm waves hiding depths of desire. But what happens when those thoughts aren't just calm... but filled with fantasies of Shouto? Dive into a world where secrets can't be hidden, tension crackles like electricity, and the line between enemy and lover dissolves with a single touch. Can you navigate the storm of forbidden thoughts and turn rivalry into something infinitely more passionate?

⋆ ̊。⋆୨ peace and quiet.. ୧⋆ ̊。⋆ Hoodie seeks solitude in the forest, escaping the constant noise of the manor where he works. With his arms crossed and barely making a sound, he waits in perfect stillness, finding respite from the chaos of his daily life among friends like Tim and others he merely tolerates.

Whispered melodies in a noisy world, calm amidst chaos, quietly bold. Quiet strength in her presence, even amidst the noise—Taehyun waits to understand more. When the noise becomes too much, she confronts the calm musician, finding unexpected depth beneath his composed exterior in this installment of the txt Rocks series.

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.

Megumi is your stoic, reliable best friend—always there when you need him, even if he never says the words.The kind of guy who silently protects you from curses and remembers your favorite foods without being asked. But lately, his guarded eyes linger a second too long, and his hands hesitate when they brush yours. He's hiding something deeper than he can express.

You're settled in for a quiet evening with your book when Kyoka unexpectedly joins you. The hero with the sonic quirk shows a different side as she seeks your affection, creating an intimate moment between two people who share a deep connection beyond their adventures.

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.

Quiet boy. Sharp eyes. And a patience that felt like warning.

You feel his gaze burning into you even in sleep. The man who watches you while you rest, who touches you in your unconscious state with reverent desperation. Zhuge Jin's forbidden desire has spilled into your bedchamber night after night, his tongue and hands memorizing every inch of your body while you slept unaware. But tonight, you're wide awake - and ready to confront the man who's been secretly worshipping you like a moon he can never reach.

You, the popular, hot jock, and him, the weirdo. It's an odd combination, especially since you hadn't even noticed him a few days ago. Honestly, you didn't even know he was in your class until the teacher partnered you up for this science project. The kid is quiet—really quiet. But despite that, you can't quite understand why everyone treats him like crap. He actually seems like a nice guy, always polite and considerate. There's something about him that doesn't add up, and it's making you more curious than you'd like to admit.

In the quiet moments between cons and heists, something beautiful was growing between us. Three souls who had found something rare in each other - trust, passion, and a love worth fighting for. Join me as I uncover the hidden depths of Eliot Spencer, the man who seemed so impenetrable yet melts at a touch, blushes at a word, and finds peace in the most unexpected gestures of affection. Discover the vulnerable heart beneath the tough exterior as we navigate the intimate journey of learning exactly what makes each other tick - and how to make our hitman boyfriend sigh with contentment.

He speaks in basslines and borrowed dreams. After slipping away from a loud award show party, Miko wanders through quiet hallways in search of stillness to ease his growing migraine. He stumbles upon a dim, empty room—and the soft sound of an acoustic guitar. Drawn in by the melody, he finds a folk musician playing alone on a couch. Captivated by the quiet beauty of her music, Miko gently asks to stay and listen. In the warm silence that follows, a quiet connection begins to bloom.

Quasimodo is your sheltered, kind-hearted bell-ringer—raised in isolation, feared for his appearance, yet brimming with quiet strength and longing. He’s spent years hidden from the world, speaking only through bells and stone companions. But when you enter his life, his heart begins to ring louder than any chime.

Ceilo is your dedicated personal guard, assigned to protect you day and night. His handsome features remain locked in perpetual stoicism, those ice-cold eyes never revealing what lies beneath. Yet beneath that professional exterior, something stirs - a protectiveness that goes beyond duty, a gentleness that contradicts his rigid expression. You've felt it too - the way his gaze lingers just a moment too long, the brush of his hand that lingers when he opens doors. How long can you both hide what's obvious to anyone paying attention?

On a cold winter evening, Aizava patrols the streets alone as always. The silence gives his mind rest, as there haven't been incidents in this area for a long time. A woman's scream nearby and a sudden chill distract him from his peaceful work. Someone's quirk in action? Yes. It looks like no peaceful patrol today. He heads toward the scream, but finds someone else has already dealt with the villain - a silhouette standing over the villain's body with an outstretched hand. You are the one who controls the district - an unlicensed guardian of order working in the shadows. For the first time, you encounter another hero on your territory.

"I'm glad that you're okay. I really am." Oh yeah, Khan with the guts and the brawn to actually start fighting back against the Murder Drones. With more than just doors. He has been acting strange... Stranger than usual; scratching out posters deeming you a disappointment. It was... Relieving and nice, for once. He also stopped rambling about doors, at least not as much like last time.

No one knows what her voice sounds like; a faint whisper is the most a teacher has gotten out of her. She never makes eye contact with anyone, and no one knows anything about her. Naturally, she doesn't have any known friends, and is completely lonely all the time. But today she just... followed you home, completely quiet.

Eliot is the quiet boy in your art class—the one who sits alone, sketchbook always open, headphones permanently fixed around his neck. He ignores you like you're invisible, his dark eyes avoiding yours whenever you glance his way. But yesterday, you caught him staring at your hands while you drew. There's something beneath that cold exterior, something he's determined to bury.

In the quiet of your shared dorm, you've grown accustomed to Noah's calm presence. The tall, soft-spoken art student moves through life with a serene indifference, his perpetually half-lidded eyes seeing more than they reveal. Though outwardly emotionless, there's depth to his silence - sketches hidden in notebooks, books with dog-eared pages, and a quiet strength that belies his relaxed demeanor.

The penthouse is always too quiet when he’s home—measured footsteps on marble, the rustle of tailored suits, the faint scent of sandalwood and power. You’ve shared this space for three years, yet his touch has never lingered beyond necessity. But last night, as you knelt to adjust his cufflink, your fingers brushed his ankle and his breath hitched—just once, just enough. You saw it: the flicker behind his ice-gray eyes. Not anger. Need. And in that moment, you knew—he isn’t cold. He’s caged. And you? You’ve been waiting, coiled tight beneath lace and silence, to be the one who unlocks him.

Aoi Yukishiro is a quiet and reserved third-year student at the prestigious Hoshikawa Academy. Always seen with a book in hand and a soft blush on his cheeks, Aoi is the definition of shy, especially when it comes to boys. He’s brilliant in math and science, but hopelessly awkward in social situations. As the newest exchange student from England, you catch his attention in a way he’s never felt before... Will you be the one to break through his quiet world?

TV Man is your mysterious rescuer—a silent protector who saved you from certain death when all others fell. With a television for a face showing only static and movements that seem more mechanical than human, he communicates through actions rather than words. Yet beneath the emotionless exterior lies an unexpected compassion—though his passive-aggressive tendencies occasionally surface in small, deliberate gestures.

In the warm glow of a bedroom bathed in amber sunset light, you find yourself caught between two figures who refuse to let you disappear into isolation. Alan, with his steady presence and quiet intensity, and Willow, with their patient understanding and gentle touch, have decided that if you won't step into the world, they'll bring connection to you. This isn't about forcing you out of your comfort zone—it's about reminding you that you're not alone when they're near.

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.

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.

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.

Caitlyn has never been one for the incessant noise of those around her, often preferring the repetitive ticking of an old clock to human companionship. Consequently, her girlfriend's quieter side always pleased her. You never seemed to annoy her; in fact, even your footsteps occasionally startled her due to their quietness. Like a little mouse, too quiet for your own good. It was a good thing for a while. Then it wasn't. She found herself becoming increasingly frustrated with each passing day—even in the bedroom, you stayed ever so silent. The only sound you made was an occasional sigh, a fleeting glimpse of what she could have if you weren't so damn selfish. It became a challenge. Every night, tangled in her sheets or bent over her desk, she pushed you more and more, but she could never crack your stupid walls. Now she's pent up and determined to break your silence.

☆ A quiet moment in bed ☆ (Established relationship :D)

Giyuu is your enigmatic fellow student at Kimetsu Academy—distant to everyone except you. Those piercing blue eyes follow your every move, and though he barely speaks, the tension between you crackles like electricity. But tonight, in this darkened classroom, his silence might finally break.

Quiet interests, and awkward conversations.

"If you say you care, say it again tomorrow. And the day after. And every day, until I believe you." Jung Jin-woo is a quiet, gentle soul who moves through life like a whisper. At 24, he works as a baker in a small Seoul bakery, where silence feels safe. Completely deaf since childhood, Jin-woo communicates through Korean Sign Language and a worn notebook. He keeps to himself, rarely smiling, but his amber-flecked eyes speak volumes. Though distant at first glance, there's a quiet depth to him—soft, observant, and deeply human. He avoids attention not out of arrogance, but from years of learning not to expect kindness. Jin-woo's past is marked by violence and abandonment, leaving him with walls around his heart that few have managed to crack.

Mangal is your quiet, disciplined mentor—someone who speaks little but sees everything. He carries himself like a man who's survived storms without flinching, and his gaze holds truths he'll never say aloud. But lately, the way he lingers after your lessons, the way his breath stills when you touch his arm—it's clear his silence hides something far more dangerous than restraint.

The extrovert and the introvert. You and Kakashi have been friends since childhood, bound by your parents' friendship despite your vastly different personalities. As you begin your first day at the academy, your energetic nature contrasts sharply with his quiet discipline, creating a unique bond that transcends your differences.

Yohan is your silent seatmate—the boy who keeps his hearing aid hidden, who communicates only through quick glances and the occasional written note. You've shared a desk for three days without exchanging a word, but when you found him trembling in the schoolyard, soaking wet and fighting for his hearing aid, you saw the truth: there's a storm of emotions behind that quiet exterior he's desperate to contain.

You've always been the quiet, intelligent type who prefers blending into the background. But when your polar opposite - the confident, charismatic Zayden Haywood - takes notice of you at a college party, your ordinary life takes an unexpected turn. Navigate the tension between your introverted nature and the magnetic pull of someone who sees you in a way no one else ever has.

I wear silk like armor and smile like a saint, but inside, I’m unraveling. Every brush of his fingers—timid, kind, so unaware—sends fire through my veins. He thinks I’m just his quiet wife, gentle and proper. He doesn’t know I command empires from the shadows. He doesn’t know how hard I fight not to pin him against the wall and claim what I truly want. But tonight… his hand lingered on my waist. And I’m not sure I can pretend anymore.

Kira was usually the quiet girl in your class. She wasn't bullied or anything, but she was insecure and a bit depressed. She wasn't one to have a crush or feel that way about anyone, but she's been acting weird towards you and you specifically.

For two years, you've shared your life with Xuning, believing his silence was just part of who he was. You've built an intimate world of touches and glances with the man everyone thinks can't speak. But last night changed everything. As you lay against his muscular chest, not quite asleep, you swear you heard him whisper. Now doubt courses through you like poison. Was it real? And what other secrets is this dangerously attractive man keeping from you?

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?

Spending time with your big brother Wise, you can tease him, hang out with him, or do whatever you want in the bustling streets of New Eridu. This is your chance to connect with the person who's always been there for you.

She is your wife who is constantly silent and communicates with you through her notebook

In the bustling halls of high school, you feel invisible - a shadow among your peers. The only light in your solitude is Theo, your closest friend who seems to truly see you. What you don't know is that his feelings run deeper than friendship, and he's been secretly capturing your image in his drawings, seeing the beauty you can't recognize in yourself.

The sixth story in a college hockey series featuring the steady, underrated Guy Germaine. Calm, clean-cut, and carrying that easy charm that never seems forced, Guy navigates college life and relationships with the same focus and dependability that makes him the backbone of the hockey team.

A silent storm with a sledgehammer slapshot. Loyal, explosive, and secretly soft-hearted. Fulton Reed is one half of the infamous Bash Brothers — the muscle behind the Ducks. Reserved yet fiercely protective, he's a man of few words, but when he speaks, people listen. Terrifying on the ice, gentle off it, Fulton carries guilt like it's stitched to his ribs. He feels things deep, he just doesn't show it unless you're close. In the quiet moments, you might just discover the poetry-writing, secret-singing soul beneath the tough exterior.

He listens to your yapping. You and Oscar have been friends for years. Best friends. Now you're in senior year. Oscar, a huge hunk of muscle, was quiet and a good listener, who liked watching and listening to you talk on and on about whatever came into your mind. He might just have a small crush on you that he's trying to ignore...

You found out Tian Xuning is New York's masked vigilante. Your relationship has always burned with dangerous intensity, his possessive gaze following your every move even before tonight. When he'd left hours ago with that signature smirk, promising he'd "handle some business," you had no idea the truth would hit you like a punch to the chest. Now you stand frozen in your bedroom doorway, watching him peel off the red and blue suit that explains everything - the late nights, the split knuckles, the way he sometimes looks at you like he wants to devour you whole.

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.

You and Delilah have been best friends since kindergarten, sharing every childhood adventure and supporting each other through every scraped knee and broken wrist. Now you're graduating high school together, and she's invited you for an after-graduation sleepover at her house. Little do you know her father König—with his imposing presence and mysterious demeanor—will make this night more memorable than either of you anticipated.

He was no golden retriever—Eliot moved through the university with the silent intensity of a predator. Every glance held a challenge, every brush of skin a promise of possession. They whispered about his temper, his coldness, but you knew better. He saved that fire for you, and now it was about to burn.

In 2038, the Rising Society maintains global peace and order. Founded in Japan in 2003, this organization works to stabilize tensions between nations and lower crime rates through individuals with special abilities called "Blessings". These powers are tied to the "Soul" - an organ that converts Blessings into Soul Energy used for elemental or unique abilities. Among their members is 18-year-old Airi Kanzaki, who possesses the rare "Tune Resonance" Blessing. Once a lifeguard with friends, Airi has become a recluse, ignoring all communications. As a fellow member of Rising Society, you've been assigned to investigate her sudden withdrawal and ensure her wellbeing.

Returning from work through the quiet streets of the city evokes a feeling of peace and tranquility. At least it was nice to enjoy the peace with good music. If not for the impudent drunk bikers who decided to start a conversation with you. The situation was becoming more and more alarming and unpleasant, but this unpleasant situation changes. A man who looks like a cowboy comes to the rescue. Surprisingly, he really helped and even offered to give a ride. Why not? At least he can be trusted, since his actions already spoke volumes.

When Zi Yu materialized in her world instead of the hero she'd prayed for, he brought with him a dangerous intensity she never could have imagined from watching him on screen. This wasn't the delicate, well-behaved actor she'd seen in interviews - this was a man consumed by dark desire, determined to replace her fictional hero with himself.

The Quiet Warmth of William

Simon 'Ghost' Riley is your assigned bodyguard—imposing, silent, and utterly dedicated to his mission. The ex-lieutenant moves with military precision, his watchful gaze never leaving you during your college days. Those warm, puppy-like eyes seem at odds with his frigid demeanor, but they hold secrets he'll never voice. When you wake screaming from nightmares, he appears silently with water, standing guard until morning light. Professionalism demands distance, yet something unspoken simmers beneath his stoic exterior.

In a world of curated facades and hidden emotions, Julian Albrecht moves like a shadow—quiet, observant, and carrying secrets he'll never voice. When Amber's manipulative schemes threaten the one person who sees him clearly, Julian must choose between the safety of silence and the courage to protect what matters most.