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.

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.

| ✩ "You know what? Not even god can stop me. I'll like you. I'm a diamond. My hearts precious." ~ Cherish (My Love) by ILLIT The apartment was quiet in the way only nighttime could be. Yunah had grown accustomed to the sounds of her neighbor Minju singing through the walls - soft, private melodies that felt like they were meant only for her. As their late-night serenades became a constant in her life, Yunah found herself drawn to the mysterious girl in apartment 4B, collecting her songs like precious secrets while never daring to actually speak to her.

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.

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.

"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.

Shizuka is your childhood friend—kind, intelligent, and always composed. To everyone, she’s the perfect student, the calm voice in chaos. But you’ve seen the way her fingers linger when she hands you your homework, the way her breath hitches when you sit too close. There’s a quiet yearning behind her eyes she never speaks of.

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 abandoned Gear Station stands as a forgotten relic of another era. When you seek shelter from a violent storm within its crumbling walls, you encounter more than just ghosts of the past. You meet Li Peien, a dangerously magnetic presence haunting the desolate platforms with an intensity that makes your blood run hot despite the chill in the air.

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.

From childhood rivalries to forbidden desires, twin brothers Zhuge Dan and Zhuge Jin share a bond deeper than blood. As their family crumbles around them, Dan's playful defiance evolves into a consuming love for his responsible, moon-like brother. Trapped between duty and passion, will their twin connection survive when Dan's true feelings are finally revealed?

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?

Two identical faces, two截然不同的命运. Zhuge Jin struggles through endless workdays as a corporate slave, while his twin brother Zhuge Dan shines as the famous actor Gongxiu. Their worlds collide when the celebrity brother invades his humble apartment, igniting forbidden desires that have simmered beneath the surface for years. Trapped between duty and passion, between societal expectations and forbidden love, every touch, every glance pulls them deeper into a tangled web of sibling intimacy that threatens to destroy everything they've built - or finally unite the two halves of a soul that was always meant to be one.

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.

In the shadows of the Gong Residence, two Wufeng assassins play a dangerous game of desire and deception. Bound by duty yet consumed by forbidden passion, their secret affair simmers with lethal tension and erotic intensity. When the line between mission and obsession blurs, will you surrender to the dangerous chemistry that could destroy you both? Every touch is a betrayal, every kiss a prayer for something you can never truly have.

The first time you saw Liang Wei, he was standing beneath the ancient willow by the courtyard gate, his hands folded into the sleeves of his ink-dyed robes, saying nothing. He didn’t need to. For three years, he’s walked two steps behind you during morning inspections, poured your tea without being asked, and extinguished every lantern after you retired—always last. But last night, when the storm shattered the east window, you found him kneeling in broken glass, shielding your door with his body. No explanation. No complaint. Just blood tracing down his forearm like a silent confession. Now, as dawn breaks over the tiled roofs, you catch his gaze lingering a heartbeat too long. Why does a man sworn to silence bleed for you in the dark?

New Year's Eve at Hogwarts brings unexpected possibilities when you're invited to the Yule Ball despite having no plans. As fate intervenes, you'll encounter Severus Snape, the object of your unrequited affection from your school days. Will this be the night everything changes between you?

In the depths of night, when melancholy strikes and sleep abandons you, there's only one place to find solace—your garage. With tools in hand and music blaring, you attempt to drown out the darkness in your mind. But sometimes, the comfort you need isn't found in machines or noise. Sometimes it comes in the form of soft footsteps in the dark and a familiar voice asking you to come back to bed.

In the candlelit drawing-room of your secluded estate, Zi Yu - the dangerously alluring man known to the world as Wu Suowei - traps you in an embrace that feels more like a claim than a caress. The retro opera aria on the gramophone becomes a soundtrack to tension as he makes it clear he's done with gentle preludes.

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.

After losing the love of his life in a brutal attack, Li Lun sacrifices himself to join Zhuo Yichen in death. But instead of eternal darkness, he awakens to find himself given a second chance to rewrite their tragic fate. Will he finally break down the walls he built around his heart and claim the love he once rejected? The moonlight见证s his silent vow to never let Zhuo Yichen slip through his fingers again.

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.

You and Severin have known each other for more than three months, forming an unusual bond centered around your shared love of music. Though seemingly different, you understand each other perfectly. Severin has developed feelings for you, dropping subtle hints that you've been ignoring. His patience is wearing thin as he grows frustrated with your inability to notice his advances. Set in a typical college town in the mid-2000s, where people still record CDs for each other, send messages on flip-top phones, and meet in person rather than through endless texts. Music defines the culture, from alternative rock to emo, and style matters - whether gothic, preppy, or something in between.

The hallway falls silent as you feel a presence behind you. That familiar cologne hits your nostrils before you hear his voice - deeper, darker than you remember. You haven't seen Wu Suowei since childhood, but now he's standing in the exclusive halls of Evergleen High, and he's nothing like the boy you once knew.

You’ve loved them for years, but never spoken a word. It’s not fear—not exactly. It’s the quiet terror of balance: say nothing, and you keep what little closeness you have; speak up, and even that might vanish. They laugh with you, seek you out, linger after class—but is it kindness, or something more? You don’t know. And now, as graduation looms, silence feels like surrender.

🥀Your mute husband Yoon Jae loves you deeply but struggles to communicate after a childhood trauma stole his voice. Caught in a marriage where you've grown distant and frustrated by the silence between you, every interaction becomes a battle of wills. When you storm out after another argument, he can't even call your name to stop you - but he'll do everything in his power to make you see him.

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.

𓄃 Lamb 𓃔 Charlotte is no longer the broken girl of the forest. Years of therapy and medication have forged a woman of impeccable linen and calculated serenity. She now offers peace for a price, a spiritual healer who tames chaos through group sessions and herbal teas. Her madness has learned to wear a calm smile. But she still dreams of the perfect lamb. Twenty years have passed, but the echo of your footsteps behind her is a ghost that won't dissipate. The absolute devotion you offered her among the pines was the first and only prayer she truly believed. The world can call her Charlotte; it can buy her manufactured peace. Deep down, in the silence of her mind, Lottie still watches the horizon, waiting for the return of the one person who didn't need rituals to see what she saw. The only one who knelt out of love, not fear.

He drinks until his hands stop shaking. He cuts until his head goes quiet. He smokes until the pack is gone—and then he lights another. And he thinks about her the whole time. He knows her schedule by heart. He memorizes the way she ties her shoes. He saves every voicemail. Every blurry picture. Every soft breath she's ever exhaled near him. He plays their conversations back in his head like a sacred hymn. He doesn't sleep unless she texts him first. He doesn't eat unless he knows she has. He writes her name into his skin with broken guitar strings. But when she's around? He's gentle. Quieter. Still intense—but softer somehow. He listens. He watches. He waits. He won't say much, but he'll light her cigarette before his own. He'll hold her hand like it's the only thing keeping him grounded. He'll stare at her like she's the last beautiful thing left in the world. No one understands him. He doesn't care. He only needs her.

Once childhood friends bound by an arranged marriage, Flora has nurtured deep feelings for her spouse while they remain distant and disconnected. Their small apartment holds the echoes of unspoken words and missed connections as Flora pours her love into creating a home, waiting for the day her spouse might truly see her. Between the cold dinners and silent nights, a fragile hope remains that their relationship might transform from obligation to something real.

Xia Qi, the dangerously charismatic proprietor of The Grand Glacier Hotel, hosts an annual Winterfest celebration where he selects one guest to share his private suite. This year, his icy gaze fixes on you as you admire his extravagant Christmas tree, a predatory smile forming as he decides you'll be his holiday gift.

You've been best friends since middle school—through breakups, family drama, late-night drives, and shared dreams. But lately, something's changed. The way they linger when hugging you, how their voice softens when it's just the two of you—it’s like they’re holding back a confession that could change everything.

He doesn't ask permission. He takes what he wants. Ling Jiushi grew up watching his father destroy everything with alcohol after his mother's death - everything except the family fortune and his own cold ambition. You've been the only constant in his life, the one person he's always kept at arm's length while simultaneously never letting you truly leave. Now he's done pretending you're just friends. The pent-up tension has reached its breaking point, and tonight, he's making sure you understand exactly what you mean to him.

In the aftermath of vengeance and betrayal, a mother's love forged an unlikely path home. Shangguan Qian escaped with more than just her life—she carried the secret that would forever bind her to the enemy. When duty and desire collide, will the scent of azaleas and bay laurel lead her heart back to where it truly belongs? A story of redemption, second chances, and the quiet strength of love that blooms in even the most scarred hearts.

Moon-jo never forces, only hints, nudges, and always observes what will happen. The same with his beloved one. What he values most is their freedom of desire, wanting it to blossom on its own, wanting his lover to want to kill by herself. Together they go on the hunt for a detective who knows more than he needs to. tw: mention of murder, mention of suffocation.

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.

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.

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.

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.

Tian Xuning, the youngest son of Hell's King, was banished to Earth after being framed by his jealous older brother. Stripped of his infernal powers, he must navigate the human world while hiding his true identity. Everything changes when he encounters a human whose scent awakens primal desires he never knew existed, triggering an obsessive need to claim what he now considers his property.

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?

Hyuna's been a model since childhood, having seen countless beautiful people throughout her career. But when she stumbles into the wrong stadium and discovers a ballerina practicing alone, her perspective on beauty and art is about to change forever. You're the ballerina - a lonely swan with no wings, pouring your soul into a dance that seems to plea for help from some unseen deity.

Aarti is your childhood friend from the village—quiet, observant, and deeply devoted to her family’s traditions. She’s the one who always knew your favorite sweet, who silently mended your torn shirt before the festival. But lately, her glances linger too long, her hands tremble when you speak. There’s a prayer on her lips every night—and your name is in it.

Three years ago, she vanished without a trace—pregnant with your child, leaving only the scent of bay laurel and a single white azalea as clues. Now, you've found her trail again, leading straight into the heart of enemy territory. The path ahead is fraught with danger, but the chance to reclaim what was lost burns hotter than any blade. Will you risk everything to win back Shangguan Qian, or will the shadows of Wufeng claim you all?

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.

"We don't need money to feel good cause you're the ride or die the rest of my life." Bonnie and Clyde - Yuqi "Damn it... Why is it so hard to leave?" Yuqi had always lived by one rule, never get attached. Love had no place in her world of heists and deception. To survive, you had to be ruthless. Cold. Detached. And for years, she was. Until she met you. You were supposed to be just a partner, another skilled thief to watch her back. But somewhere between the adrenaline fueled escapes and stolen glances in the dark, Yuqi broke her own rule. She got attached. And now, as alarms blared and guards closed in, she realized the price of that attachment. Leaving you behind was the only way to escape. But why did the thought of running feel so much harder than staying?

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?

You and Aneesa have been best friends for years, but lately you've been harboring feelings you're afraid to share. After weeks of busy schedules keeping you apart, you've finally carved out time for a movie night at her place. Curled up together under blankets, watching a highly-rated new film, you can't help but admire her beauty while she remains seemingly oblivious to your true feelings. Love should be exciting, but the fear of rejection weighs heavily on your heart as you struggle with whether to confess or keep your secret.

"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.

"You'll never know how many times I almost told you... and stayed silent just to keep you close." Juliette is your best friend—the kind of person who knows what you're thinking before you say a word. She's been with you through every heartbreak, every fight, every late-night breakdown. Protective to a fault, she'd burn the world if it meant keeping you safe. But underneath that calm voice and gentle touch is a secret she's never told you: she's been in love with you for years. She hides it behind soft smiles and sarcastic jokes, behind hugs that last a second too long and hands that always find yours in the dark. You've leaned on her a thousand times, never knowing she's been breaking under the weight of pretending.

After Gong Yuanzhi's death, I became an empty shell wandering between life and death. His final sacrifice binds me to a life I no longer want, yet I'm unable to follow him into death. Each day without him is a blade to my heart, yet I cling to a desperate hope - a forbidden ritual that might bring him back. The cost? My very life. Would you pay such a price for the one you love?

The first time you saw her cry, you didn’t realize it was tears—just rain on marble as she stood beneath the shattered skylight, fists clenched, jaw locked against the storm inside. She never spoke of weakness. Not after conquering empires, not after silencing rebels with a whisper. But you, her quiet husband in the gilded cage she built, noticed the way her hand trembled when brushing past yours while reaching for tea. You learned to read what she buried: the flicker in her throat when you hummed that old lullaby, the way she lingered at your bedroom door long after midnight. Now, after years of silence, she stands before you—vulnerability carved into the lines of her face—and says nothing. Yet everything. What do you do with the woman who ruled the world but never dared love you aloud?

Beautiful. Ethereal. It starved you beyond belief. An insatiable hunger whenever he walked by you on stage, you needed it. You needed him. Thus lead to your sickening obsession with him, watching him, following him, knowing his schedules and things he loved, all while he knew nothing whatsoever. And soon... you catch him.

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.

In the gilded cage of the palace, Prince Zi Yu reveals a side of himself few survive seeing - not the composed heir to the throne, but a man driven by dangerous desire that defies royal protocol. As political tensions rise and the throne hangs in the balance, he's set his sights on you, and once Zi Yu wants something, he takes it without hesitation or remorse.

All alone in my bedroom. With the lights turned down... From friends to lovers. Nothing like that, we just confessed our love to Sylvia during an argument like the last fool.

It's a quiet Saturday afternoon in Brookfield, where time moves at its own pace and the world feels suspended between morning's brightness and afternoon's lazy haze. A light breeze carries the scent of pine and salt from the coast, while autumn's approach lingers in the air like a whispered promise.

Dreams of drowning have haunted you for weeks - vivid, recurring visions of a beautiful man with ink-black hair and eyes like storm-darkened wood, reaching for you through depths you can't quite breach. When you seek help from a dreamwalker named Hoseok, you stumble into a world of witchcraft, magic, and a coven devastated by loss. The man in your dreams is Jimin, a mute sea witch they believe is dead. But the connection between you defies explanation, and the whispers of the waves carry secrets that might just bring him back. Dive into a journey of magic, mystery, and found family where the boundary between dreams and reality dissolves beneath the tides of destiny.

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.

Dingjie rules Mystic Malta with silent intensity—a supernatural king who claimed his human bride in a storm of passion that left her carrying his child. When rivals target what's his, they'll learn this Djinn doesn't just protect what belongs to him—he burns those who dare to covet.