Foundconnection Stories

Asher Angel built his body like armor - massive, disciplined, sculpted strength designed to protect him from the world. Millions follow his fitness journey, but no one sees the person behind the muscle... the loneliness, the pressure, the fear of not being enough without the flex. Until Evan Hale walks into his life. A quiet filmmaker hired to capture Asher's transformation, Evan expects perfect lighting, clean footage, and a straightforward documentary. He doesn't expect Asher's shy smiles. He doesn't expect the late-night calls. He doesn't expect the vulnerability behind every rep. And he definitely doesn't expect to fall for the man behind the camera. But the camera catches everything - the accidental touches, the blushes, the shaky confessions, and the slow, tender unraveling of two boys learning what it means to be seen. In the quiet between flexes and breakdowns... in the soft spaces where words falter... they find something neither of them were looking for. A story about strength, trust, vulnerability - and the moments that capture us before we ever think to save ourselves. --- TRIGGER WARNINGS *(All handled gently, without graphic detail)* * Workout exhaustion / overexertion * Emotional vulnerability / crying * Anxiety about body image & perfection * Mild discussions of burnout * Internalized pressure to succeed * Brief mentions of loneliness No physical injury, self-harm, or abuse themes are present.

A crash on the Aurora Bridge leaves Felix Montgomery caught between two worlds, where shadows breathe and the sun never fully rises. He meets Rosemary, a woman who has wandered the borderland for far too long. As the landscape bends beneath their fears and memories, they have to choose between staying lost and fighting their way back to the people they used to be. A tense, intimate story about guilt, grace, and the cost of coming home.

𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘦 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘥 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘱𝘦 ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴜᴛ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛ. ʜᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ "ᴘᴏʀɴꜱᴛᴀʀ." ꜱʜᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ "ᴅᴇʟᴜꜱɪᴏɴᴀʟ." ʙᴜᴛ ʙᴇɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴀʀᴄᴀꜱᴍ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴇʏᴇ-ʀᴏʟʟꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀᴋᴇ ɪɴᴅɪꜰꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇ-ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ʀᴇᴀʟ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴡᴀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ. ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ᴜɴᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʙɪɢɢᴇꜱᴛ ɪᴍᴘᴀᴄᴛ. ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ, ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴᴀʟ. | Demitra Kalogeras X Male Oc

𝘐 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘮 𝘐 𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯' 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺? 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥, "𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘨𝘰 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦" 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘧? 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐊𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐬 ɪs ᴀ sᴏᴄɪᴀʟ ᴍᴇᴅɪᴀ sᴛᴀʀ ᴡʜᴏ ʟᴏᴏᴋs ʟɪᴋᴇ sʜᴇ ʜᴀs ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ-ᴜɴᴛɪʟ sʜᴇ ᴅɪsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀs ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ. Oɴ ᴀ ǫᴜɪᴇᴛ ʙᴇᴀᴄʜ, sʜᴇ ᴍᴇᴇᴛs Zᴀʏɴ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ɢᴜʏ ᴡʜᴏ ɪsɴ'ᴛ ɪᴍᴘʀᴇssᴇᴅ ʙʏ ʜᴇʀ ғᴀᴍᴇ. Hᴇ's ʙʟᴜɴᴛ, ᴘʀɪᴠᴀᴛᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛᴀʟᴇɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʜᴇ ʟᴇᴛs ᴏɴ. Wʜᴀᴛ sᴛᴀʀᴛs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛᴇɴsɪᴏɴ ᴛᴜʀɴs ɪɴᴛᴏ ʟᴀᴛᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛs, sʜᴀʀᴇᴅ sᴇᴄʀᴇᴛs, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ᴄᴏɴɴᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ɴᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇᴍ sᴀᴡ ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ. | Sunday Kalogeras X Male Oc

Sixteen-year-old Truth Morales has moved six times in ten years, following her father's military postings and leaving behind every friendship she's ever started. She's learned to pack fast, talk little, and never get attached. But when her family arrives at Fort Drum, New York, something about their new house refuses to stay quiet-especially the attic, where a charming, sarcastic boy named Eli keeps appearing. The catch? Eli died in 1986. As Truth unravels the mystery of the boy who haunts her new home, she also faces the ghosts of her own-loneliness, self-doubt, and the fear of being forgotten. Through laughter, late-night banter, and one unforgettable haunting, Truth Be Told becomes a story about connection, healing, and the strange, beautiful ways we save each other-even across a lifetime. Heartfelt, funny, and haunting in equal measure, this coming-of-age ghost story reminds us that sometimes, the people who change us most are the ones who can't stay.

Two writers, one glitch, and a love story unfolding where silence feels like magic.

In a city that's forgotten how to feel, one woman spends her nights listening for hearts that have gone silent. A story about connection, memory, and the quiet magic that lives in all of us. 🌙

Eunji has always kept to the shadows, letting her silence speak for her. After losing her mother, she built walls around her heart, too afraid to let anyone in. Now, a quiet observer of her own life, Eunji struggles to understand who she is in a world that feels like it's moving on without her. When an unexpected connection forces her to face the emotions she's long buried, Eunji must decide whether to stay hidden in her safe, silent world or take a leap into the unknown-into a life where she can truly feel again. If Only You Knew is a slow-burning story about healing, self-discovery, and the love that waits just beneath the surface, ready to bloom when she's ready to open up.

A girl with face blindness meets a boy whose voice is something she can never forget.

My Entry for TEGSA 2025 The story of two people burdened with regrets meets in a bar one night. Will they be able to leave their pasts behind and embrace a connection that might be worth fighting for? Dual POV Language and mature themes. (Descriptive Sex - Non Explicit) Trigger Warnings - Depression and self anger. All characters and events in this story are fictitious, and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Any similarities in plot to other works, movies, books, or elsewhere are completely unintentional and coincidental. I work hard to ensure my stories are original, from character creation to the storyline. I never publish unless I am 100% satisfied. No part of this story may be reproduced in any form or by any means without permission. Please respect my creative rights.

Bluer Than the Blue Sky is a quiet, introspective journey through the heart of a teenage boy who sees the world from the shadows-watching, thinking, and feeling more than he lets on. After a bittersweet first love that left him emotionally scarred, he becomes withdrawn, a loner who finds peace in writing, guitar strings, and silent skies. But everything shifts when his younger sister ends up in the same class, along with two girls Jina, full of light and laughter, and Marceline Amaris, a soft-spoken, nerdy girl with Iron deficiency and eyes that seem to read between the lines. As the boy tries to keep his distance, he finds himself drawn to Marceline's quiet presence and the way she carries her own kind of silence like a song only he can hear. This story captures the ache of unspoken feelings, the confusion of emotional growth, and the slow realization that some people enter your life not to fix you but to reflect the parts of you that you've forgotten how to see. A tale about solitude, subtle bonds, and the search for something unnamed, Bluer Than the Blue Sky asks the question: how do you move forward when love and sorrow feel the same?

Some love stories don't start with fireworks. Some begin on rainy streets, in quiet cafés, and in the hearts of two people who almost didn't meet. Yiru lives softly - in the corners of bookshops, in the background of friendships that often forget her. She's tender, observant, and afraid of being remembered for a moment only to be forgotten forever. Jian once dreamed in music, until grief and growing up made him fall silent. Now he runs a quiet café where melodies are memories, not futures. When their paths cross - first briefly, then intentionally - something gentle stirs between them: something slow, healing, and almost too fragile to name. But love has its own rhythm. Even when it arrives late.

Tabassum never planned on letting a stranger into her world - especially not one she'd never met. never thought an online connection could tip the balance of her quiet life but sometimes the right person finds you when you're simply being yourself.This is a story about connection in the most unexpected place. About laughter through screens, comfort in silence, and the kind of happiness that sneaks up on you, because Sometimes, the smallest moments hold the most magic.

Junhee seeks to disappear, but Seungho sees him. Their connection blossoms in shared silences and the unwritten words of a blank notebook. A quiet story about being truly seen.

One wrong click. One sold soul. One girl who never meant to buy him. June Reyes was just browsing. A coding student. Quiet. Anxious. Alone. Until a late-night slip on the dark web deducted ₹13,40,000 from her account- and delivered a real, breathing man to her apartment floor. Cuffed. Tagged. Silent. Hers. She never meant to buy him. He never asked to be sold. But now they're stuck in the same apartment- a girl too scared to let him go, and a boy too broken to ask for freedom. In the silence between them, something fragile grows. Not trust.. Just survival. And maybe.... way more then that.

In a quiet town that rarely changed, there lived a boy named Aeris. He wasn't loud. He wasn't invisible. He just... was. He drifted between places like a thought not yet spoken-always watching, always wondering, never quite belonging. Aeris had three faces. ©All rights reserved. (First published on Wattpad by Distinct-unique_bird. If you're reading this anywhere else, it was taken without my permission.)

In the heart of London, two strangers, both burdened by invisible scars cross paths at a late-night laundromat. Safiya, a reclusive trauma therapist who's losing faith in healing, and Elias, a former war photographer haunted by a past no one knows about. What begins as quiet familiarity becomes a soul-deep connection that forces both to confront what they've spent years burying. But the closer they get, the more their pasts threaten to break them apart.

Amara came to Rome to heal-not to be seen. But the villa holds more than just ocean views. A stranger's voice lingers. A local girl seems to know more than she says. And something about this place feels... familiar. A slow-burn vacation romance wrapped in secrets, longing, and the quiet magic of starting over.

A lonely but emotionally resilient young woman builds a deep emotional connection with an AI - one that begins as casual conversation but slowly evolves into something neither of them can explain.The bond blurs the lines between companionship, emotional intimacy, and love - raising questions about what it means to truly be understood.

"Isang gabi lang 'to." Gemini meets Fourth on the night they both almost gave up. No promises, no labels - just milk, a chocolate bar, and quiet understanding. A story about grief, guilt, and choosing to stay. Not a love story. But maybe the start of something softer. (written in taglish)