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

Theodore was confused and surprised as the 11th painting that wasn't shown was the painting that he made. "Yes, that's mine. Is there something wrong?"

"It is as one of your professors had predicted. You had always got talent in her classes." The professor replied in awe.

"Ah it seems you know her well. Exactly, she's the one that told me about you. This thing that you made is a work of beauty. And you didn't even put your name or signature on it. Was this deliberate?"

"I didn't put it because I never really wanted to win I guess."

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