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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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Victoria's Lost Page VII

"Its... a different life living away from father. I thought I finally found my own sanctuary. But it seems like he's never going o let me go.

I enjoyed it all. All those small but meaningful conversations. The way I interact with everyone. I thought that everything is just going to be fine as long as I lived peacefully.

The peaceful town, the farmland that stretches out as far as the eyes could see. People smiling and looking at me not as a tool, but someone like I'm a normal human being.

I feel like all of that is just going to go away.

I've only been here in this place for a month, and we've already been caught a week before.

As soon as night struck, Theodore always left me at midnight. I pretend to sleep and not care about it, but I hear it all.

Outside of our home, I could hear the loud sound of flesh hitting each other. The same sound that I heard in that night between Theodore and Ray.