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

"So, uh, is there something that you need?" Ashton paused his game and closed his other gadgets that were at the vicinity. "And please, sit."

"Thank you." Charlotte sat and the chair with the small round table separating the both of them. "I just came here actually to just spend the time with you and clear my head. I wanted to go to the others but... the moment I saw Anastasia's face, I knew everyone felt the same. So, I wanted to hear what you feel about it. About him."

"Well... at first I was just surprised. Why would my grandpa have the documents of Theodore? But as I kept flipping and flipping, I just realized..." Ashton scratched his head, "Who is this?"

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