Bold Ink Manga

Halaman 1 Hujan baru saja reda. Jalanan masih basah, bercermin lampu-lampu kota yang mulai menyala. Laki-laki itu berjalan cepat, menunduk, menghindari genangan. Perempuan itu datang dari arah berlawanan, buru-buru, payung di tangan masih menetes. Mereka hampir bertabrakan. Laki-laki itu terhenyak. Maaf, ucapnya refleks. Lalu ia mendongak. Dan waktu seolah berhenti. Perempuan itu juga membeku. Payung di genggamannya hampir jatuh. Mata mereka bertemu. Cukup sedetik, tapi cukup lama untuk merasa dunia di sekitar mereka menghilang. Laki-laki itu tak bisa berkata-kata. Ia hanya melihat rambutnya yang sedikit basah, rintik hujan yang masih menempel di bulu matanya, dan senyum kecil yang tersungging di bibirnya karena kecanggungan ini. Perempuan itu akhirnya tersenyum. Maaf, balasnya lirih. Tanpa sepatah kata lagi tentang perasaan yang baru saja tumbuh, mereka berlalu. Saling menoleh sekilas, lalu tersenyum sendiri. Di tengah dinginnya malam usai hujan, hangat yang aneh justru bersemayam di dada mereka masing-masing.
Liel, seorang pengusaha sukses yang dingin dan tidak percaya pada cinta, telah kehilangan kepercayaan pada wanita setelah dikhianati oleh mantan pacarnya. Ayaa, seorang wanita yang ceria dan optimis, bekerja sebagai desainer grafis di perusahaan Liel. Mereka bertemu secara tidak sengaja di kantor, dan Liel langsung tertarik dengan kecantikan Ayaa. Namun, Ayaa tidak tahu bahwa Liel adalah bosnya, dan Liel tidak ingin Ayaa mengetahui identitasnya. Mereka mulai menghabiskan waktu bersama, dan Liel perlahan-lahan membuka hatinya pada Ayaa. Namun, ketika Ayaa mengetahui kebenaran tentang identitas Liel, dia merasa tertipu dan memutuskan untuk menjauh. Liel menyadari bahwa dia telah jatuh cinta dengan Ayaa, dan dia akan melakukan apa saja untuk mendapatkannya kembali. Ayaa, yang juga telah jatuh cinta dengan Liel, harus memutuskan apakah dia bisa memaafkan Liel dan menerima cintanya. Cerita ini akan menjadi perjalanan emosional yang penuh dengan cinta, pengkhianatan, dan akhirnya, kebahagiaan. *Liel:* - Umur: 28 tahun - Pekerjaan: Pengusaha sukses - Kepribadian: Dingin, tidak percaya pada cinta - Latar belakang: Dikhianati oleh mantan pacarnya *Ayaa:* - Umur: 25 tahun - Pekerjaan: Desainer grafis - Kepribadian: Ceria, optimis - Latar belakang: Tidak memiliki pengalaman cinta yang baik
# **SILENT SEASONS** ## COMPLETE STORY SUMMARY — ALL 30 CHAPTERS *A quiet, character-driven manga about guilt, communication, separation, and choosing to stay.* --- ### **CHAPTER 1 — THE SOUND OF NOTHING** Aki Mori lives wrapped in silence, avoiding the world with empty headphones. Hana Kurosawa transfers into his class, using a notebook and sign language. Her presence awakens memories Aki has buried. ### **CHAPTER 2 — WORDS BETWEEN PAGES** Aki and Hana begin communicating through writing in the school library. Silence becomes shared rather than isolating. A fragile connection forms. ### **CHAPTER 3 — HANDS THAT TREMBLE** Hana teaches Aki basic sign language. Aki struggles but keeps trying, showing effort instead of avoidance for the first time. ### **CHAPTER 4 — ECHOES** Flashbacks reveal Aki bullied a deaf girl as a child. His shame explains his fear of speaking and closeness. ### **CHAPTER 5 — DISTANCE ON PURPOSE** Aki begins pulling away from Hana, believing he doesn’t deserve her kindness. Hana notices but doesn’t force him. ### **CHAPTER 6 — A QUESTION LEFT UNANSWERED** Hana asks if she did something wrong. Aki cannot respond, deepening the emotional gap. --- ### **CHAPTER 7 — THE SHAPE OF AN APOLOGY** Aki confesses his past to Hana in writing, admitting his guilt without asking for forgiveness. ### **CHAPTER 8 — I AM NOT HER** Hana responds honestly: she is not the person Aki hurt, but she understands that pain. They remain together, cautiously. ### **CHAPTER 9 — RUMORS** School gossip puts pressure on Hana and Aki. Their quiet bond becomes exposed. ### **CHAPTER 10 — RAIN** Misunderstandings push them apart. A rainy evening ends with Aki returning Hana’s dropped notebook, choosing not to disappear. ### **CHAPTER 11 — STAY** At a summer festival, Aki removes his headphones and signs his feelings imperfectly. Hana asks him to stay. ### **CHAPTER 12 — SPRING, QUIETLY** Aki speaks aloud for the first time, a simple greeting. They walk forward together, changed but unfinished. --- ### **CHAPTER 13 — OUTSIDE VOICES** Hana joins a deaf community group, finding confidence beyond Aki. Their world begins to expand. ### **CHAPTER 14 — UNSAID THINGS** The notebook fails them. Assumptions replace communication, creating quiet tension. ### **CHAPTER 15 — WHO ARE YOU?** Hana asks Aki who he is without apologizing. The question shakes him deeply. ### **CHAPTER 16 — BREAKING QUIET** They decide to take time apart, understanding distance may be necessary to grow. --- ### **CHAPTER 17 — SEPARATE ROOMS** Aki and Hana live parallel lives. Silence returns, but it feels different—emptier. ### **CHAPTER 18 — LEARNING TO LISTEN** Aki learns that listening requires action, not just quiet. Hana learns strength doesn’t mean isolation. ### **CHAPTER 19 — ATTEMPTS** Aki practices speaking more, failing often but continuing. Growth is slow and uncomfortable. ### **CHAPTER 20 — THE PERSON I WAS** Aki confronts his past directly, seeking out the person he once hurt to apologize without expectation. --- ### **CHAPTER 21 — WORDS SAID ALOUD** Aki speaks clearly for himself for the first time. His voice is no longer only tied to guilt. ### **CHAPTER 22 — WATCHING FROM AFAR** Hana witnesses Aki’s growth without interfering, respecting his independence. ### **CHAPTER 23 — A FAMILIAR SILENCE** They meet again after time apart. The silence between them is calmer, no longer heavy. ### **CHAPTER 24 — HOME IS A PERSON** They acknowledge their feelings openly. Love is quiet, mutual, and chosen. --- ### **CHAPTER 25 — NEW SEASONS** Adulthood approaches. Careers and distance threaten stability. ### **CHAPTER 26 — FEAR RETURNS** Old anxieties resurface, but this time they talk instead of withdrawing. ### **CHAPTER 27 — SIDE BY SIDE** They face uncertainty together, supporting without depending. ### **CHAPTER 28 — NO PROMISES** They reject dramatic vows, choosing honesty over guarantees. ### **CHAPTER 29 — THE PLATFORM AGAIN** The story mirrors its beginning: a train platform, but now shared. ### **CHAPTER 30 — STILL, I STAY** Without words, they choose each other and the life ahead. Silence is no longer something to fear. --- ## **FINAL MESSAGE** *Some silences hurt. Some heal. And some are shared.* ## **END O
Panel 1 (Full-width splash, establishing shot) Wide exterior view of Blackspire Keep at night, snow falling gently. A lone rider (Lady Seraphine in dark cloak) approaches the gates on horseback. Caption (top): "Midnight. The eve of his nameday." SFX: clip-clop… clip-clop… Panel 2 (Medium shot) Seraphine dismounts in the courtyard. Servants scatter in fear at her expression—eyes narrowed, lips pressed thin. Close-up inset on her face: subtle disgust already flickering. Thought bubble (small): …I only wished to surprise him. Panel 3 (Tall vertical panel) Seraphine strides down a torch-lit corridor, riding crop dangling loosely. Her boots echo. Background: shadows stretch long. SFX: thud… thud… thud… Panel 4 (Wide panel, door POV) The heavy solar door creaks open. Warm candlelight pours out. Foreground: Seraphine's silhouette in the doorway, cloak billowing slightly. Inside: chaotic bed scene just visible—bare limbs, tangled sheets, laughter frozen mid-breath. Panel 5 (Large panel, reveal) Full interior shot of the decadent bedroom: massive four-poster bed, candles guttering, furs and silks strewn everywhere. Center: Fat Lord Fortinbras sprawled naked, belly shining with sweat, surrounded by four equally naked noblewomen (two mother-daughter pairs: Mirene & Celine Varnholt; Elira & Lyssia Drayce). They freeze, eyes wide in horror. Under the bed: two more half-hidden girls in shifts, peeking out in terror. SFX: gasp! Panel 6 (Close-up on Seraphine) Tight on her face—eyes half-lidded, upper lip curled in revulsion. No shout. Just quiet, visceral disgust. A single bead of sweat rolls down her temple (not from anger—from sheer distaste). Thought bubble: …This… is what my husband chooses. Panel 7 (Medium group shot) The women scramble in panic: sheets tear, bare feet slap stone, arms cover themselves. Mirene clutches fabric; Celine bolts; Elira drags her daughter. The two under-bed girls crawl out, red-faced, fleeing past Seraphine like rats. Background: Fortinbras wheezes, trying to sit up, belly jiggling pathetically. Panel 8 (Over-the-shoulder from Seraphine) She stands motionless. View past her shoulder: the fleeing women disappear down the hall. Fortinbras in foreground, small and ridiculous on the ruined bed, mouth open in excuse. His speech bubble (stammering): "S-Seraphine… my love… this is—" Panel 9 (Extreme close-up on Seraphine) Her eyes only—cold, contemptuous pupils reflecting candle flames. No dialogue. Just a slow, deliberate blink of disgust. SFX: soft … Panel 10 (Medium shot) Seraphine steps forward one pace. She reaches out slowly and plucks a long auburn hair (Mirene's) from his damp chest. Holds it up between thumb and forefinger like something diseased. Her expression: lip curled further, nostrils slightly flared. Panel 11 (Tight two-shot) Close on Fortinbras's face—sweat pouring, small eyes darting, pleading. Inset panel (small): Seraphine's mouth, corners turned down in pure revulsion. Her dialogue (quiet, flat): "You are… disgusting." Panel 12 (Full-page splash, final blow) Seraphine turns her back and walks out, cloak swirling. The door begins to close behind her. Foreground: Fortinbras alone on the wrecked bed, naked, small, surrounded by cooling candles and the stench of his own excess. His face: crumpled in shame. Background fades to black around the edges. Caption (bottom, small text): She feels no fury. Only nausea. SFX: click (door shutting) (End scene.)
Langit masih ingat hari pertama ia bertemu Putri. Hujan turun deras di kampung halaman mereka. Saat itu, ia baru saja pindah dari kota bersama orang tuanya. Anak-anak desa agak enggan mendekati bocah baru itu—terlalu pendiam, terlalu canggung. Tapi tidak dengan Putri. “Namamu siapa?” “...Langit.” “Bagus. Aku Putri. Ayo main!” Begitu saja, tanpa banyak basa-basi, Putri menarik tangan Langit dan membawanya ke tengah hujan. Mereka bermain lumpur, membuat sungai kecil dari aliran air, dan tertawa hingga langit berhenti menangis. Sejak hari itu, mereka tak terpisahkan. Tahun-tahun berlalu, dan mereka tetap dekat. Dari SD sampai sekarang di SMA. Mereka punya tempat rahasia di tengah hutan dekat rumah kakek Langit—sebuah batu besar di samping sungai, di mana mereka sering membayangkan jadi penjelajah, pemburu naga, atau bahkan penjaga dunia. Namun, SMA membuat segalanya... berbeda. Mereka masih bersama, tapi kini ada rasa asing yang tumbuh diam-diam. Langit mulai sadar ia sering mencuri pandang saat Putri tertawa. Putri juga merasa jantungnya berdebar aneh setiap Langit memujinya, meski hanya soal tugas sekolah. Tapi keduanya memilih diam. Mereka takut. Takut kehilangan kenyamanan yang sudah bertahun-tahun mereka miliki. Liburan panjang akhirnya tiba. Langit mengajak Putri ke kampungnya, seperti dulu. Kakek Langit sudah lama tinggal sendiri, dan mereka sudah berjanji akan mengunjunginya lagi saat liburan datang. “Tempat kita masih ada gak ya?” tanya Putri di perjalanan. “Kalau belum tumbang dimakan waktu sih, masih. Kita bisa cek besok,” jawab Langit sambil tersenyum kecil. Di malam hari, mereka duduk di beranda rumah kayu, menatap bintang. Suasana hening, nyaman... dan menggantung. Putri ingin bilang sesuatu. Begitu juga Langit. Tapi tak satu pun dari mereka berani membuka suara lebih dulu. Esok harinya, mereka masuk hutan. Namun saat mereka menemukan jalan menuju tempat bermain dulu, mereka malah melihat sesuatu yang aneh: sebuah gubuk yang tak pernah ada sebelumnya. Terlihat tua, ditelan akar dan dedaunan, tapi... utuh. Seperti menunggu seseorang. Mereka saling pandang. “Kamu juga liat, kan?” “Iya... harusnya di situ cuma ada batu besar.” Rasa penasaran lebih kuat dari rasa takut. Mereka masuk. Dan di situlah mereka melihatnya: sebuah buku besar tergeletak di atas altar batu. Tidak berdebu. Tidak kotor. Seolah baru saja ditaruh. Langit mendekat. “Putri... kamu lihat ini?” Putri mengangguk. Mereka mendekat bersamaan. Saat Langit menyentuh buku itu—halaman terbuka sendiri, mengeluarkan cahaya putih menyilaukan. Mereka berteriak. Dunia berguncang. Lalu semuanya gelap.
ACT 1 – The Illusion Jia Wen wakes up at 5AM every school day. She: Spends two hours grooming. Wears replica luxury items. Arrives early so no one sees her taking the bus. Leaves late so no one questions how she goes home. Her Instagram is curated carefully: OOTDs. Café shots. Luxury-inspired captions. Her classmates assume she’s rich. For the first time, she feels noticed. One day at the school café, a guy accidentally spills orange juice on her designer bag. She overreacts. Someone records it. The clip goes viral on TikTok: “Pretty girl with attitude over $4k bag.” People start searching for her Instagram. Her follower count explodes overnight. She feels powerful. For the first time— She thinks the lie might actually become real. ACT 2 – Exposure A comment appears: “That bag isn’t authentic.” Soon, an anonymous account posts comparison photos: Stitching flaws Logo misalignment Screenshots from Taobao listings More posts follow: Zoom-ins on every outfit. Breakdowns of every item. Her followers spike again—but now it’s mockery. In school: Whispers. Side glances. People stop talking when she walks past. Her best friend confronts her: “Why didn’t you just tell me?” The betrayal hurts more than the public humiliation. Then it escalates. The hate account posts: “Her dad drives Grab.” That breaks her. Not because it’s untrue— But because she never wanted her family dragged into her insecurity. ACT 3 – The Boy Who Stayed Ethan, the guy from the juice incident, starts sitting near her during lectures. Not dramatically. Just quietly. He never commented on the scandal. He knew the bag was fake. But he never said anything. One day she snaps at him: “You think this is funny?” He replies calmly: “No. I think you were scared.” They begin having small conversations. He reveals: Growing up rich didn’t mean freedom. He’s expected to take over the family business. Every relationship he’s had was influenced by money. He doesn’t see her as fake. He sees someone trying to survive social pressure. Their connection builds slowly. Through shared lunches. Late-night project work. Honest conversations. No dramatic flirting. Just understanding. CLIMAX – The Choice A mid-tier fashion brand reaches out to Jia Wen. They offer her a paid collaboration. Condition: Lean into the “luxury aesthetic.” She hesitates. At the same time, the hate account threatens to expose more about her family. She realises: If she keeps pretending, this cycle will never stop. So she does something unexpected. She goes live on Instagram. No filters. No luxury backdrop. She admits: The bags were fake. She wanted people to think she was rich. She was ashamed of her normal life. Then she says: “I thought if I looked expensive, I would feel worth more.” She posts a photo of: Her HDB block. Her dad’s car. Her mum’s uniform. Her followers drop. Silence. Resolution Days later, a small local thrift fashion brand reaches out. They don’t want luxury. They want authenticity. She begins rebuilding her page: Budget styling. Real student life. Honest captions. Her following grows slowly—but it’s real. Ethan confesses—not when she’s trending, but when she’s rebuilding quietly. “I liked you before the bag. I liked you after it disappeared too.” She asks him: “Why didn’t you expose me?” He answers: “Because I didn’t want to win by humiliating someone.” They don’t rush into a perfect romance. They start dating slowly. As equals. Without performance. Ending Theme The story ends with Jia Wen walking to school in daylight. No hiding. No leaving early. No staying late. Someone recognises her—not as the fake luxury girl. But as herself. And this time, she doesn’t look away.