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

"...I'm the same." I replied. My whole body was aching and the wounds began to draw out more blood than what I expected. I'm slowly gonna lose my consciousness if this is dragged on for way too long.

Ray smiled and chuckled, "You don't get it. I'm tired of everything. And everything that's happening around me. Why... why did you take her away?" Tears came out of Ray's eyes but the rain's pouring hid his tears. "She was just a nobody. She had no one to turn to. She was just a normal mother who wanted to make ends meet with her child."

This guy... I hope what I'm thinking is wrong. I hope it is. But I can't get near him or else he'll shoot. "...Ray?" I called out to him in worry.

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