What Does Gojo Say To Geto

Who says you can't love someone while also feeling hate? Who says a person’s name must be tied to their family? Who says love has to come easily? Who says you should always rely on your family? Who says who is bad and who is good in this world? Who says your voice can't bring pleasure to others? Who says friends are just friends? Who says a broken promise can't be fixed over time? Who says your closest friend always puts you first? Who says a dream can't turn into a nightmare? Who says the best strategy can’t backfire? Who says a ring is just an accessory? Who says you can't love someone so deeply that you'd sacrifice everything for them, even yourself…? Who says legal mafias don't exist anymore? No one can tell you what’s right or wrong...

He was the feral Alpha King buried beneath the mountain. She was the cursed girl they offered to him as sacrifice to end the famine plaguing their lands. Ruvan, the first Alpha. Imprisoned, driven to utter madness, and starved of power. Solenne, the packless she-wolf rumored to be cursed and bring misfortune to all who cross paths with her. With the power of cursed speech, she is able to kill and bend the world to her will with only one word. To avoid hurting others, she hasn't spoken a single syllable since she was a child. Feared and rejected by her own people, she is given to the mountain in a forbidden ritual-sacrifice... and her scent stirs the beast that slumbers beneath it. His mate. Ruvan will stop at nothing to claim what's his, even if that means storming the heavens and finding the cure to her curse just to hear her speak his name. ---- She saw stars behind her eyes and felt constellations carved into her skin with every lingering touch and each press of his mouth. He painted the night sky onto her body, not with a brush, but with his lips, hands, and his insatiable hunger—until her lungs were empty and her heart soared so high it must’ve kissed the moon. “Solenne,” Ruvan murmured, voice low and reverent, like a prayer. She shivered; the sound of her name on his lips felt like heaven. Ruvan pressed his palm to her stomach, anchoring her as he leaned in, mouth brushing the hollow of her throat. His hand rose, slow and shaking, tracing the shape of her jaw like it was a sight made only for him. His thumb brushed the corner of her mouth and his eyes burned as he studied her. “You feel like the stars,” he whispered, “Mesmerizing and bright... something that I want to capture and keep to myself." And then he kissed her; it was a deep, aching vow he couldn’t speak aloud. A promise made only in breath, heat, and need. When they parted, he gently pressed his forehead against hers. His voice dipped lower… uncertain, maybe even afraid: “Say my name?” -- R18, werewolves, fated love, weak to strong... I hope you enjoy my second entry for 2025 WSA. :) give it a shot~

Bei Ran lay on the operating table, Gu Qingchen was her surgeon. His eyes, deep as the Aegean Sea, gazed at her: "Honey, it's been four years since we got married, and you're still afraid of me?" Honey? Last night he already threw a divorce agreement at her, what right does he have to call her that? In City A, Gu Qingchen is a long-lasting legend. He is a leading figure in the medical field and a major shareholder in a Fortune 500 company, capable of great influence in the business world. He only needed an obedient wife. Bei Ran was so 'obedient' that he never had to worry. The four-year marriage was just a matter of agreement, but who is the one lingering endlessly after the divorce? She accidentally fell into water at a wedding she was hosting, he said: "Beg me, you know I'm always responsive to your demands!" "Gu Qingchen, we're divorced!" Bei Ran couldn't stand it anymore! He laughed coldly: "Bei Ran, we've been married for four years, you have a five-year-old daughter, do you really want to die here?" Bei Ran was shocked, he knew? Would he fight her for her daughter? Gu Qingchen could never have imagined that the chubby little bun in front of him was actually his biological daughter! "Bei Ran, you hid it from me for five years, always flawlessly obedient before me, tell me, how should I punish you?" Gu Qingchen raised a bloodthirsty smile. Could she possibly not tell him there is also a son who looks just like him! Theater Version: The teacher informed Bei Ran that her son had used a scalpel in school to investigate the cause of death of poisoned small animals. Her daughter was causing a stir in school with her stock trading. In her anger, she said, "No one to take you to school today, take the bus yourselves." The daughter sought help from Gu Qingchen but got no response, so she said: "Yesterday, a pretty aunt stayed in Dad's office for an hour, and her skirt was super short." The twins truly had a shared understanding; the son said: "The station manager hugged Mom yesterday, even kissed her cheek, and said he would never let go!" Bei Ran and Gu Qingchen spoke in unison: "Trying to sow discord, you're still too naive, go to school yourselves!" The siblings shouldered their backpacks and went to take the bus, while the couple returned to the bedroom, closing the door behind them. She leapt onto him, her fiery temper on full display: "You actually stayed with that woman for an entire hour?" He was overbearingly domineering: "Damn it, which part of you did he kiss, I will seal his mouth with a scalpel!"

A World ruled by kings one king attacked an small Village killing Sai family he vowed to free the village

Mariely is a hopeless romantic, a teacher, and a loving family member and sibling. In his world, she had never experienced love. What does it feel like to fall in love with someone? But she was afraid to risk giving her heart completely to the wrong person. By chance, if she were to meet someone who would capture her attention, would she fall for them? Would she take the risk to be with that person and experience a relationship? Or will she continue to protect her feelings and just let it all pass?

For as long as Reon could remember, his life had been a monotonous cycle of solitude. A loner to the core, he buried himself in his studies and part-time jobs just to get by. No family. No friends. No joy. No sorrow. Just an empty existence. But fate had other plans. Reon suddenly found himself transmigrated into the world of a novel he had read, all because of a complaint about the Protagonist. However, he wasn’t reborn as the protagonist, a powerful supporting character or even a notable figure. No, fate had saddled him with the most pitiful role imaginable: A Villain! No, he wasn’t the villain who sparked fear to everyone or the rival who challenged the protagonist’s growth. No, he was that guy—the one who gets a single line of dialogue before being obliterated, his only purpose to highlight the hero’s strength. The kind of character readers would roll their eyes at and skip over without a second thought. Yes, he had become that kind of background character—cannon fodder, a disposable pawn, a nameless lackey serving under a third-rate villain! The worst kind of cliché—a spineless dog for a spoiled young master from a powerful family, wagging his tail at every order. The one whose destiny was to be manipulated and die a dog's death long before the main story even began. How could fate be so cruel? So petty?! But Reon wasn’t about to accept this. Not again. This time he wasn’t the Reon who had wasted away his first life. A world once confined to the pages of a novel had become his reality—a realm where strength commands respect, and the weak are trampled underfoot like insignificant ants. If this world wanted him to live like a dog and die like a stepping stone, it was dead wrong. This time, Reon resolved to live life to the fullest—to fight, to laugh, to love, to revel in the chaos of this fantasy world filled with magic, swords, and cultivation. No one would stop him from seizing his happiness. Not Fate. Not the so-called Protagonists. Not even Heaven itself. And if anyone dared to stand in his way? He would break the rules, exploit the extras, manipulate the main characters, and twist the very fabric of the story to serve his own ends. He would plunder the opportunities meant for the protagonist, destroy threats before they could rise, and rewrite his destiny with his own hands—whatever it took to carve out his path to survive. Would the main characters suffer? Who cares? Would the story change? Even better. This time, he would live without regrets. A glass of wine in one hand, a woman in the other, and unshakable strength beneath his feet. That was the plan… until the system arrived. . . [Ding! The Host has awakened the Heaven Plundering System! If he wishes to survive in this world, he must kill Heaven’s Child.] . . WHAAT! . . -----------------WARNING----------------- . . If you’re looking for a dense, shy, beta, dull-witted, wimpy, overly passive, or submissive protagonist—then I’m afraid this novel isn’t for you. Here, the main character will be Domineering, Ruthless, Calm, Intelligent, and Cunning. Most of the time, he’s cool, composed, and seemingly carefree guy… but the moment someone threatens the ones he loves, his true nature awakens—dark, merciless, and utterly menacing. Additionally, female leads will be Strong, Intelligent, and Loyal—not merely waiting for the main character to come and rescue them like a fairytale prince. The harem in this story will be large, with each member being capable and equally important to the plot. Every character will have their own role and growth, adding meaning to the story. . . NO NTR!! NO YURI!! [Though there will be a bit of playful intimacy between the harem members.] . . [There will be smut scenes in later chapters, it will be marked as (R-18) beside the headline. Minors, please exercise caution.] . . ***The story will unfold at a bit slower pace, so I encourage fellow Daoists to be patient and support me on this journey.***

In a near-future society where love is forbidden in schools, emotions are regulated, and confessions are punishable, Han Ji-Woo returns after a full year in an emotional rehabilitation center. His crime? Whispering the one word that no one is allowed to say. “I think I feel… that word. You know? The forbidden one.” Now, back in the same school, under surveillance and silence, Ji-Woo finds himself face-to-face with Min-Ho — the boy who never answered, the boy who never forgot. But in a world where emotions are dangerous and love is illegal, what happens when two hearts continue to speak — even without words? A Word We Cannot Say is a slow-burn, emotionally intense BL romance set in a cold, dystopian school system where even looking too long can be a risk... and love might just be the last kind of magic that still exists.

I was just another guy on Earth — broke, jobless, and bored. Then I woke up in a different world… …kneeling before the Empire’s most dangerous woman. Princess Asthia. Beautiful. Cunning. Untouchable. And now I’m her personal bodyguard. There's just one problem. A system popped into my head the moment I swore my oath: [Absolute Loyalty Pact Activated] - Any direct command from the Princess must be obeyed. - Disobedience results in pain, punishment… or death. - Obedience rewards EXP, skills, and system perks. At first, it was simple: guard her. Serve her. Kill for her. But then her orders changed. “Undress me.” “Join me in bed.” “Make me forget I’m royalty tonight.” Now I’m caught between survival and seduction, loyalty and desire.

Dead Girls Don’t Say No A Yuri Apocalypse Novel When the world ended, Raven Salvatore didn’t cry. She stole a truck, maxed out her father’s credit card, and built a fortress of stolen goods. Survival was never about hope — it was about hoarding, hustling, and hitting first. Then she met Alara. Beautiful. Dead. And unlike any zombie Raven had ever seen. Alara wasn’t just wandering aimlessly like the others she was aware. Hungry, yes... but for her. Something about Raven’s very existence stirred a sliver of life back into the girl's rotting heart. Armed with a mysterious system that gifts her a private Sanctuary dimension, Raven becomes a new breed of survivor. She doesn’t just dodge the undead. She cultivates food in barren wastelands, stockpiles weapons inside her pocket world, and most dangerously nurtures her own evolving zombie companion. As Raven feeds Alara crystallized nuclei from fallen zombies, Alara begins to grow stronger... smarter... closer. No one warned Raven that love would be the deadliest infection of all. With humanity’s last cities crumbling, the earth poisoned, and mutated horrors lurking in every shadow, Raven has one simple rule: "Don’t trust the living. Trust the girl who would kill for you instead." In a world where survival is bought in blood and sanity rots away like the flesh of the dead, Raven and Alara carve out a life together — violent, tender, and defiantly alive. Dead Girls Don’t Say No is a genre-bending, unapologetically queer tale of survival, devotion, and undead romance at the end of the world. For fans of brutal apocalypse sagas, dark love stories, and heroines who refuse to die quietly.

| (WFP) #17 Silver Tier Award Winner | After staying up late reading a novel, I woke up in an unfamiliar body and into an unfamiliar world. Turns out, I've been transmigrated as the villainous daughter of Marquis Herman, the novel I had read! Watch me as I become the best villainess there is, and I'm going to do it with class!

Kamakura Metropolitan University practically worships its resident bad‑boy brood: Akuma Takashi and his hand‑picked trio—Tomo Aizawa, Reiho Tsukishima, Itsuki Moriyama, and Takumi Kisaragi. Handsome, untouchable, and forever bored, they survive on one intoxicating pastime: reckless bets. The whole campus swoons over them, yet something about the quartet feels… off—too polished, too predatory, almost supernatural. It’s a sun‑soaked Thursday when trouble finds them. Akuma lounges in the cafeteria, annotation pen hovering over a battered paperback, when Tomo drops into the seat opposite, eyes gleaming. “Bro,” he drawls, “bet you can’t make the very next person through that door fall hopelessly in love with you.” The glass doors hiss. In walks Kaito Ishikawa—hood up, earbuds in, radiating I‑dare‑you apathy. Once upon a freshman year, he was Reiho’s favorite target; lockers, insults, sucker punches—Kaito endured them all with a single bored blink and a muttered expletive. Reiho flinches at the memory. “Bad call, Tomo. The guy’s got ice water for blood and a tongue like barbed wire.” Itsuki arches a brow; Takumi gives a low whistle. Tomo just smirks wider. Akuma snaps his book shut, eyes tracking Kaito’s deliberate stride. A lazy, dangerous smile curls across his lips. “Challenge accepted,” he murmurs— and in that heartbeat, the game is on. Akuma Takashi is the very definition of breathtaking. With white marble hair that dances with the wind and ocean-blue eyes that could drown you without warning, he’s the kind of beauty that makes people stop mid-step—and girls quite literally beg for his attention. He’s tall—like, stupidly tall—standing at a striking 180 cm, and he knows how to use every inch of it. And then there’s Kaito Ishikawa—just 165 cm of pure, concentrated menace. A short, sharp-tempered little villain, armed with jet-black hair, deep brown eyes, and zero tolerance for bullshit. He’s either buried in a book or glued to his phone, rarely acknowledges class, and yet… he’s always topping the academic charts. How? No one knows. Why? No one dares to ask. Frankly, no one cares—because Kaito doesn’t give a single damn about being understood. He’s chaos in a quiet package. And Akuma? He might be the only one insane enough to unwrap it.

Gojo Kase , a high school boy with bright white hair with beautiful charming blue eyes, who live with father , Fuji Kase . He was born from a human and a powerful snow fairy name , Keiko . Hiyori Fuyama , a failure snow fairy who asked by the elder of snow fairy village to bring Gojo to them for producing offspring to protect the clan from disappearing . But Gojo refuse to go . What will happen ? What is it some kind problem or development of rom-com ? Writer - Suhei Nakamura

Every person sees the world through their own lens. The same question can lead to countless different answers — shaped by age, experience, and emotions. In this interactive series, I ask one thought-provoking question each day. Readers from all walks of life share their personal thoughts. My goal is to collect these voices and understand how different age groups think, feel, and respond to the same idea. Join the journey. Share your truth. Let’s discover the wisdom hidden in our everyday thoughts. *This is an interactive non fiction/ essay style series.

A teenage boy finds himself stuck between two worlds-his past and his uncertain future. He's not homesick or broken. He's just... lost. As he navigates a quiet life, where nothing feels right, he begins questioning everything: what life is, why we live, and how we're supposed to survive in a world that doesn't make sense. Through silent hallways, lonely park benches, and disconnected classrooms, he searches not just for meaning-but for someone who understands. A reflective, slow-burn light novel exploring identity, isolation, and the quiet thoughts most of us keep buried.

Former Professor Simon Vale seeks what destroyed his life. Private detective – a facade. His target – Those from Beyond

Synopsis: In a city that monsters can occur at any time due to irresponsible people littering and creating monsters from the garbage that were thrown away. Hero and Vigilante have many differences from each other, but both of these things uphold peace values ​​and protect everyone, only their different ways. Is a hero needed? Is Vigilante good? Note: The storyline is up to the author how to make it, don't protest

“They told her love would come after Nikah. They never told her it might not come at all.” Amarisa Lamiya Al-Rawhani said yes to a man she barely knew — not out of love, but out of submission to faith, family, and fate. Kadir El-Ameen Mahzoun said yes to a marriage he never wanted — not because he didn’t love someone else, but because he had to sacrifice that love to protect everything his late mother left behind. But love doesn’t die quietly. Amelie, the woman Kadir once promised to return to, never left. She stayed. She’s waiting. And she’s ready to fight — even if it means crossing lines, breaking hearts, and pulling Kadir into a war between his faith and his feelings. Now bound by a Nikah that feels more like a contract than a connection, Amari and Kadir must navigate a marriage built on silence, expectation, and spiritual pressure. But in a world where hearts ache, people wait, and Qadr decides everything… Can love still bloom between two strangers — when another heart refuses to let go? A deeply emotional halal love triangle exploring faith, obedience, temptation, and the complicated journey of hearts written for one another… and hearts that weren’t.

Kyoline Diego was born of blood, betrayal, and gunfire. Born of a Respectable Made Man, a child who frightened a few but was cherished by all. Her world was destroyed the day her father was assassinated and her family left for dead. Eighteen and jaded now, Kyoline makes friends with bartending shifts, gun-running, and caring for the siblings nobody else will. Love is not on the agenda—survival is. But there's Tenz Jersey, her mafia beau, all tattoos and broken vows, who kisses like sin and lies like the bible. He gives her protection, passion, and anarchy in equal measure. She tells herself he's enough, that he's the only one capable of making the threat feel like home. Until Isaac. Cold. Deadly. Unapologetically deadly. He grabs her and stuffs her into a black SUV, and claims to be a cop, and whisks her off into a game of questioning, control, and cannoli. Only Isaac's not NYPD—he's the mafia's best hitman. And he's staring at her way too hard. He notices what others do not—her quick wit, her raw edges, the fire she keeps hidden under her golden dresses and guarded smiles. He is not trying to save her. He wishes to see how far she will go to save herself. Now Kyoline is caught between two men who both report to the same violent underworld—and both want her for different reasons. One wants to cage her up. The other wants to burn her alive. But the mafia doesn't believe in love. The mafia believes in loyalty. And Kyoline's loyalty might cost her everything—her heart, her freedom, and maybe even her life. In a world where love is poison and trust is a weapon, one girl must decide if she's a pawn in their game… or the queen who burns their kingdom to ashes.

Jihun Park has never needed words. The youngest heir to the Park empire carries his father’s intensity and his mother’s quiet resilience—but none of their hard-won ease with love. Where Jae spoke through actions and Mira through stubbornness, Jihun simply doesn’t speak at all. Until her. Lee Nari doesn’t have time for brooding heirs with pretty eyes and a strawberry milk addiction. A scholarship student at Seoul National’s elite business program, she’s too busy clawing her way out of her family’s debts to decode the silent boy who watches her like she’s the only person in the room. But when a class project forces them together, Nari discovers the truth: Jihun isn’t quiet because he’s arrogant. He’s quiet because he’s terrified—of the legacy he carries, of the words that won’t come, of becoming a ghost in his own story. And Nari? She’s never been afraid to speak her mind.

Have you ever how the 'unique quest chains' are born, how 'mega-rare super-items' just drop out of thin air, and why every random minor character in the starting village is a hidden expert? I am the reason. I am the silently curshing ghost ofthe machine running cogs of 'secret quests', the plot-driving device of destiny, the shepherd to the millions of players that just KNOW that every stone holds a unique opportunity for loot, lore and skills. I am a sole Admin of the greatest DMMO-RPG, partialy AI and a man who holds the great responsibility overseeing the life of the game... With a slight problem though. The game was destroyed a week before it's start. Completely. So now there is no game. There are players, me and million of cheap tricks I honed in my life for the single goal of proving to all of you, that... This game definitely does exist. --- First of all, I post this book on my Patreon. 18 chapters of this book are there - for 3$ it's all yours... Though, of course, I will be posting it for free on this site too. Except I first post them on my Patreon - so now 1 chapter is here - and 19 are there. When it would have 10 chapters here? 28 chapters are there. So... You know? You can support my life there for 18 chapters ahead of the curve. I will be very grateful!

What must a woman confront—about love, family, and herself—before she says “I do” again? Sarah Daniels had spent her life doing everything right—sacrificing her dreams, supporting her broken family, and planning a future with the man she trusted most. But one brutal betrayal shatters everything. With her engagement in ruins and her family’s loyalty in question, Sarah is done with love—and with hoping. When she accepts a job as a live-in caretaker for the daughter of a reclusive billionaire, she expects nothing more than a paycheck and a distraction. But Klaus Whitmore is not what she imagined. Cold, commanding, and devastatingly attractive, Klaus is a man who has built walls no one has dared to climb—not since his ex-wife destroyed his trust and walked out on their family. They make a deal: no emotions, no complications, no pasts. But Sarah isn’t just soothing his daughter’s nightmares—she’s waking something in Klaus he thought he’d buried. And Klaus, despite his guarded heart, is the only man who sees through Sarah’s perfect exterior to the storm she hides. As attraction turns to something far more dangerous, a familiar face from Sarah’s past returns with a secret tied to Klaus’s ex—and a scheme that could ruin them both. He swore he'd never love again. She swore she'd never fall for the wrong man twice. But in a house built on secrets and second chances… love may be the most dangerous risk of all.

After being killed by Sukuna in the original story of Jujutsu Kaisen, Gojo Satoru gets reincarnated into a different world with fantasy settings. Experience his journey in the new world, as he aims to become the strongest as well as the ' Honoured One ' in this world as well.

For nine years, he’s been the king of awkward side-glances and silent admiration, hopelessly crushing on her, Mabel Dorothea, from afar. Now, with just nine days before school ends, this socially anxious high schooler, Eric Russel, has to do the unthinkable: actually talk to her. Armed with sweaty palms, zero experience, and a ticking clock, he’s about to embark on the most nerve-wracking mission of his life. Will he find the guts to confess, or will his inner monologue keep roasting him into silence? "Thinking of her... She would either become my wife or my biggest heartbreak"

She came to trade blood for silence. But the Market always takes more than you offer.

Kimberly est secrètement amoureuse de Jordan Collins, un célèbre basketteur de son lycée, depuis un bon moment. Sa fascination pour lui est telle qu'elle le stalkait assidûment sur tous les réseaux sociaux, que ce soit Facebook, Snapchat, TikTok ou même Tinder. Son obsession est si profonde qu'elle avait même choisi "Jordanlebg" comme mot de passe Wifi, un choix qui s'est retourné contre elle lorsque son voisin a réussi à pirater son ordinateur pour se connecter à son réseau. Mais là n’est pas le pire, son voisin en question se trouve être le meilleur ami de Jordan, et il a maintenant un accès privilégié à la vie de Kimberly et sait presque tout sur ses sentiments pour Jordan. Face à cette situation délicate, Kimberly se demande quoi faire. Devrait-elle prendre le risque de révéler ses sentiments à Jordan au risque d’être rejetée ou devrait-elle garder son secret pour elle-même ? "- Et puis, putain, je te jure que si tu lui dis, je porte plainte pour piratage informatique. - Et moi pour harcèlement. Je suis sûr que ça intéresserait les flics de savoir que tu stalkes les gens. C’est à se demander si tu n'as pas une photo nue de lui. - Ah, ta gueule !", meugle-t-elle, énervée. Bradley glousse, son regard moqueur se pose sur elle alors qu'il s'humecte lentement les lèvres, laissant planer un suspense taquin dans l'air chargé d'électricité. - Ça fait combien de temps que tu es amoureuse de lui?" lance-t-il, un sourire narquois aux lèvres, cherchant à percer le mystère qui entoure les sentiments de la jeune fille. - D-deux ans," répond-elle du tac au tac, sa voix légèrement tremblante trahissant une émotion contenue depuis trop longtemps. Et là, c'est la goutte d'eau qui fait déborder le vase. Bradley éclate de rire, un rire contagieux qui résonne dans la pièce, secouant son corps de spasmes incontrôlables. Puis, soudain, son expression se fait plus sérieuse, son regard plongeant dans celui de la jeune fille avec une intensité troublante. - Merde, t'as quel âge, 15 ans?" lance-t-il, mêlant moquerie et incrédulité, avant d'être interrompu par un soupire agacé de la part de Beverly , qui réplique avec une pointe d’énervement: "Vas te faire foutre!" - Mais plus sérieusement, tu es mignonne et tout, mais..." Il s'interrompt, la dévisageant d'un air critique, son regard balayant son apparence de haut en bas avec une franchise désarmante . "Mais je ne pense pas que Jordan serait intéressé par une fille qui porte encore une culotte Hello Kitty," lâche-t-il finalement, pointant du doigt un détail embarrassant que la jeune fille n'avait pas remarqué. Instinctivement, elle baisse les yeux sur son pantalon, réalisant avec horreur qu'elle a oublié de refermer sa fermeture éclair. Son visage s'empourpre instantanément, trahissant son embarras dans un éclat de rouge vif qui contraste avec la gravité de la situation.

"What is Life?" Dietrich asked himself as he saw himself at Death's door. He never knew the answer to that question and this question changed his whole life. "I will show you." a mysterious voice said. Come and join Dietrich as he unfolds countless adventures and stories that he must go though to attain his answer to the question he has been asking his whole life. [Disclaimer: This novel does NOT have the intention to discriminate any people and any religion. Entertainment purposes only.]

In this intimate blend of haikus, short poems, and razor-sharp reflections, Dem Blake dismantles silence and sculpts emotion with surgical precision. From heartbreak to power, seduction to betrayal, each piece is a glimpse into a mind that feels too deeply and trusts too rarely. This isn’t a book of love poems. It’s a book of control, release, and the soft war between wanting to be known—and refusing to be owned. These are the things he never said out loud. Until now.