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

"Its a cold day today..." Anastasia reached out her hand in front of her, feeling the breeze of the air as she was on the rooftop. The highest peak of the academy.

She was still pretty troubled by the things that were happening all around the academy. And her own life too. By the way things are going, she still doesn't have any idea on how to move forward on her relationship with Theodore.

Her mind was just filled with theories and what if's to the point that her mind was so clouded with the thoughts and plans. But as soon as Theodore was put in the formula, suddenly all those theories becomes invalid.

"He's... different than other people I've met and have seen in the television." She closed her eyes and tried to feel the cold breeze of air. "No matter where I go... this is the best place I know to clear my head." She began to just stare at the distance and think of the events that happened in her life. "I'm both the luckiest and the unluckiest woman alive."

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