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

Anastasia slowly backed away, and breaking off their physical contact with each other. "I... really don't want to hear your answer yet. I just don't want it to be something that you just throw it out there. But I'm going to say it again. I do love you."

"Yeah." She walked to the house and stopped for a few more last words. "Goodnight Theodore."

Theodore watched as she slowly faded in the distance as she went in that house. He stopped and watched as the moon shove the light on his face.

He walked up to the bridge and then to the bar. He let himself in the bar and began to gaze in the amount of alcohol that were there. He was about to pull out his phone and search for something to make but there was a notebook at the front of the desk.

He opened it up and there was a message,

"Don't drink too much. Wine is the only thing allowed for you kids."

Anastasia's Lost Page IV