The Void Writer

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.

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Theodore's Torn Page IV

At that nightly skyline. I watched as a bunch of lifht slowly came to life from the very bottom to the skies above.

Exploding into little particles that spread out happiness to anyone who viewed it.

Their smiles lit up their face as the fireworks began to shoot out.

I couldn't understand what they were so happy about. But as much as I am tired of just standing there with them, I knew I couldn't escape.

As the late sunset from the view at the top of the Eiffel Tower. Everyone around me had their expressions showing on their face the absolute bliss that they see.

And I could only ask myself...

How do I look like right now?

I thought that from thereon, I wouldn't be able to do anything to change what I am. And everything that had happened confirmed it.

At that time as everyone were cheering on and their happiness spread out to everywhere.

The fact that I didn't feel what they felt made more alone that I currently am.

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