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

Nova inserted a bill into the vending machine and clicked two buttons on the vending machine. The loud crackling noise of the old machine made Theodore smile.

Nova smiled back at him, "It hasn't changed ever since you left." She looked down on the bottom of the vending machine and grabbed the two bottles.

She handed the cola to Theodore which he just stared at for a few seconds but grabbed it anyway.

Theodore opened the cola and the sizzle of the cola nearly poured out but he caught it by immediately drinking it. "Still bubbly as I remember."

"Very mature are we? What do you drink nowadays?" Nova then took a sip of her coffee.

"Coffee. Sleeping just gives me conniptions."

"Remember Theo, small steps. Because a small step now-"

"Will be a big step as I look back. I know, I know."

"You still remember huh?" Nova giggled.

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