Yrythaela

This young man in his early life as a teenager is considered to be a talent born once every century. A modern Shakespeare. Highly regarded by thousands of people all around the globe with his tear-jerking creations of love story that will make men and women cry. 

In short, a genius.

But everyone knew of his true nature. Despite being awarded countless awards as one of the best romance author in the whole world, he's... clueless. Everything about love.

His cold demeanor and a stone cold face shows no signs of attractions or feelings to anyone. He doesn't feel any attraction to anyone. 

Now, he enters the first years of his high school life. Several interesting characters entered his life in which fate clearly planned to.

Will he be able to feel the feelings of the character he writes in his novels or will he just be the same old, cold and heartless, 'Void Writer'?

AUTHOR'S NOTE: As much as I'd like to reference real books in the real world in this story, I'm afraid that I cannot since there's copyrights and licensing protecting those things. And I'm not going to risk it. So that's why most of the books in this story will be made up by me.

The Void Writer

The excruciating silence as they were all in position behind the curtains was felt by Victoria. Not a single scene of what she saw back there was forgotten, but strongly remembered. "Those scars didn't came from an accident." She thought to herself.

Before she could continue on contemplating, her thoughts were overwhelmed by the shouts of those in the crowd. The cheers, the applause and the overbearing pressure of the thousands of people currently watching them live.

The curtains opened and the blinding lights of the spotlights were all focused on them as all the spectators were.

The music started to build up and everyone was silent. Victoria closed her eyes as her life flashed before her eyes and that single image of Theodore never left her mind.

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