Kimi is a prodigy in the world of art. She was born with the gift to paint, but with this talent, she had to sacrifice something: Her voice. For as long as she can remember, she has always been a mute and because of this many people have stayed clear of her, unable to accept the fact that she cannot reply verbally to them. So, she has kept to herself for most of her life, busying herself with painting. For her benefit, her parents get her into Ouran Academy on an Art scholarship. They believe that here she can blossom and perhaps make some friends while she is there. Kimi is at first indifferent about being at Ouran but after meeting the Host club, her whole world turns inside out; especially when the dark lord and the playful twin take an interest in her. Meet Kimi under the Sakura tree to join her adventure of love, belonging and hope.

You were never the type to want the spotlight. Simply reading a book would entertain you. No one ever understood your need to be alone sometimes. Well... That was when you met the host club.

Y/N is forced to move to Japan all the way from America by her father who is there to further his business, she's sent to a private school called, Ouran High School. There she meets a group of.. very unique people.

If I died what would you do? Would you cry scream, yell, or get angry? I told you what that candle was, and you didn't care. Now that it's out I'm dead. So what about the candle in the window. I left yours lit...Hikaru. What about mine?

Dan is different. He's learned to accept that. Well, as best he can anyway, considering he's never really had much of a choice. It's been this way for as long as he can remember, the constant runaround process of trying to feel normal. His life is built around it, trying to trick both himself and everyone he interacts with into seeing him as your average person. The isolation as he desperately tries to keep others from finding out, the bitterness that wells up inside of him each and every time he's reminded that he'll never be like everyone else, the fear that nothing will ever change. He's fated to be this way forever; a misfit from society. Isolation can only go so far though, so when he's struggling to make ends meet and he's faced with the option of looking into a serious job or taking on a roommate, he opts for what seems like the easier option at the time. It doesn't seem so easy ten failed roommates into the process, or when he sits down at a table to meet with prospect number eleven and ends up with a coffee spilled all over his lap. Potential roommate number eleven, Phil, turns out to be an insufferable optimistic ball of sunshine that Dan wants nothing to do with. His options are running out though, as are the savings he's been using to pay his rent, so he finds himself begrudgingly agreeing to let the other man move in. Neither of them have any way of knowing just what they've gotten themselves into as they shake on the matter, but time will tell.

What if you could hear them? The thoughts they deigned not reasonable enough to say out loud, the things not suitable for even a giggly teenage gossip conversation. Would it be a blessing or a curse? Troye, the unlucky teenager bestowed with this 'gift', thinks of it as a curse, with good reason. Do you know how hard it is to keep a relationship with someone when you know exactly what they think of you? Impossible. It's impossible. Or at least that's what Troye thinks, considering he's given up on even trying to make it work. He's different, people shun different. People hate different. And it's better to go under the radar, to be nothing, than to be hated. Right? Tyler, on the other hand, has taken a different approach to a similar problem. No, he can't 'read minds', but he does have a part of himself he doesn't want a soul to know about. He's quarterback, every girl's dream guy, an academic mastermind, and he's also gay. He's seen how different kids get treated, hell, he's been the one to treat them that way before. Why on Earth would he ever wish that on himself? No, it's easier to hide, to be someone you're not, than to be hated. Right?