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Shinazugawa Sanemi always believed feelings were a waste of time. With a sharp tongue, a restless temper, and a heart burdened by family responsibilities, his world was built on noise-the chaos of crowded streets, the laughter of friends he pretended not need, and the constant struggle to stay on his feet.

Then comes Tomioka Giyuu. The new student who doesn't quite fit, who moves at his own rhythm, who carries silence not as an absence, but as a presence. To Sanemi, he's first a puzzle, then an irritation, and finally... something more. Something Sanemi has no words for.

What begins as guilt and clumsy attempts at connection slowly unravels into a fragile bond - one that forces Sanemi to confront the parts of himself he'd rather bury. Between scribbled notes in class, unspoken glances, and the silent weight of understanding, Sanemi realizes that silence is not empty. It pulls. It changes. And perhaps, it heals.

This is not a story about instant love. It's about learning to listen when words are insufficient, about finding warmth where you least expect it, and about how two people - one too loud, the other too quiet - can meet in the middle.

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HAIIII!
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