Years have passed, can free spirit Christian forgive Lady Taffington, the belle of London Society, and give her another chance at love? A period romance set in the Land of the Pharaoh.

A lighthearted and short story to read. Enjoy a short break at work with a cup of jasmine tea.

Christian xi Chen is one of the Chen family he has a brother named Blyth xi Chen there father named serap xi Chen he is the president of the company Chen hais group Christian xi Chen is just Blyth half brother. Blyth always bully Christian. Christian didn't know that it's not because he's just  he's half brother,but that is not it.

Christian xi Chen is one of the Chen family he has a brother named Blyth xi Chen there father named serap xi Chen he is the president of the company Chen hais group Christian xi Chen is just Blyth half brother. Blyth always bully Christian. Christian didn't know that it's not because he's just  he's half brother that's why Blyth bully him it's not because of that.

Christian Tsunade a high schooler in the respected Sakura academy, but Christian is a boy that get pissed easily, and because of this he can be violent, being someone who beats up people he is hated by almost everyone in the academy, but one day changed that, three people helped Christian to accept people and value their company, but the more Christian knew about these people the more he saw their own hell, and now Christian tries to help his friends that helped him.

This is a fanfiction using the character from the mortal instruments which are trademarked by Cassandra Clare. I do not claim ownership of the character in the world. 
Biographical Information

Personality and traits- Christian his an excitability,  he is also sociability, along with talkativeness, assertiveness, and has high amounts of emotional expressiveness. He is also will go out of his way to do or show Kindness, affection, in have an easy time trust people. some more good traits focused on brave faithful some bad ones impatient stubborn overemotional. 

 Physical appearance- A handsome young men Christian has short and red hair in with green eye  His skin is white  His clothing style is generally simple and conservative. sign becoming one of the shadow hunters.  have a number of runes burn into burned into various parts of his body, iratze rune on the right side of his neck. A has the permanent Angelic rune on his right collar bone. A vision on the left collar bone in his parabatai runes on the right side of the stomach. He was born a mundane which is very rare even but it can happen. So he had to go through ascension to become shadow hunters BUT because he is the son of clary in Jace.
Skills and abilities-

Nephilim physiology: Being Nephilim, Christian naturally possesses a variety of enhanced physical and mental abilities granted to him by the angel blood of Raziel in her veins and also by the angelic Marks of the Gray Book. This includes enhanced strength, speed, agility, stamina, and coordination, which would improve over time and practice.

The Sight: As a Shadowhunter, Christian is able to easily see through most magical illusions and layers of glamour over reality., He still needs some prompting to see through glamour.

Runic magic: Due to the angel blood in their veins, all Shadowhunters are all able to apply runes on their skin without any real danger. These Marks, in turn, give varied effects that serve to benefit the wearer.
Angelic blood empowerment: While all Shadow hunters have some angel blood in them, Christian has more; particularly, because Clary in Jace being his parents in he being here son he pure angel blood connection with the angel Ithuriel.
Use of heavenly weapons: As a Nephilim, Christian is also able to handle heavenly weapons, such as seraph blades, with an effect that would normally not work for other species

Blood connection: Because of their angel blood, Jace and Clary share a connection, both with each other and with the source of their blood, Ithuriel. In addition, Clary's blood relation to Jonathan Morgenstern, and in turn her connection to Jace, gives them the ability to track Jonathan, who was otherwise untraceable for a time, by using the combined strength of their runes and blood.

Accessing new runes- NOT KNOW BUT CAN BE POSSIBLE

Unique Shadowhunter ability: Clary and Jocelyn have the shared ability to press physical objects into paper, transforming them into drawings or paintings, and are conversely the only ones able to "reach into" the pictures to extract the hidden object. According to Luke, this may have been her unusual angelic powers, which some Shadow hunters have, and may have been passed down from her mother. Because Jocelyn his clary mother thought blood that would make Jocelyn his grandmother in clary being his mother it would make the scene that Christian possesses his ability along with his sister in brothers. 
Although not a  user of violence he is a skilled fighter in has become quite skilled in swordsmanship and hand-to-hand combat he also is still currently trying to improve further under the tutelage of those at the Institute BUT He has to continue practicing work on his skill to keep it up.
Possessions-Basic Shadow hunter gear, including a stele, seraph blades, witch light, and various other weapons.

Art:  Because Clary is a Christian mom he is a particularly skilled and talented artist but to continue practicing and work on his skill to keep it up. 
Rune activation Christian is able to activate runes on his and others' bodies without having to use his. When he does this, his eyes turn to gold but he has to continue practicing work on his skill to keep it up.
Skilled pianist in he plays the  Violin he is proficient in playing the piano from being under the tutelage of Jace Herondale during his childhood BUT He has to continue practicing work on his skill to keep it up.
Thought they can bare runes the apply of runes hurt more for mark and Helen I add Christian to the last although this is not normally dosed other shadowhunters. Because Angelic weapons harm demonic blood.
Christian favorite food is Chicken, egg, Tacos, Mexico Corn Bread he also fears of animal insect jellyfish wolf.  
Being the son of Jace and Clary is an artistic talent? or  Artistic ability that includes skills and talent to create fine works of art: painting, drawing, sculpting, musical composition, etc. Creativity ability. He loves japan anime in the manga he created or made in was the storyboard and the director. All of his work has been showing in publisher in Japanese manga magazine like  Weekly Shōnen Jump in Weekly Shōnen Magazine one-shot like Detective-vampire brides horror/comedy Dream oceans - friendship/Yuri slice of life/drama.
 one of the best-selling manga in Japanese history seller Between 50 million and 100 million copies Twilight angel - a slice of life it is ongoing in series The author Hurisuchan faakirudo/Christian fair child publisher Shueisha demographic Shonen #No of collected volumes 10 Serialized 2120-2130 approximate sale 82 million the second collected volumes 25 Serialized 2130 to present approximate sale 70.3 million. He also does the storyboard and the director for the anime. What are some facts about a manga Artist deep & extraordinary storyline? The author builds a blond with readers through the series. Most of the time (99.9%) is published in black & white. manga are more cartoonist and Expression is more. A series takes many years to complete. Even some Manga takes 15 or more years to complete a series. One artist writs the whole series. The extraordinary storyline does play a huge role in the successful growth of Japanese art style comics.   He a new York bestsellers authors. he has a fantasy series all six books are out in the companions series. one thought six  1. Wife with silver  2. wife with strength 3. wife with power 4. Queen of the emerald sword 5 The master and the queen 6. The secret child. He is deep into other like romance politic thriller reference work paranormal romance dystonia urban fantasy.

Christian Fairchild would like none but to live a good and quiet life but there one problem. His mom and dad are Jace and Clary two of the most famous Shadownhunters and the Shadow world. They try there best to raise him in the way of the Shadowhunters world teaching him how to hunt and kill Demon about the downwards the oath they take etc. He becomes a famous author with his romance mystery fantasy it is written with his wife along with the New York Times bestselling list a number a five-time in his one-shot manga. He would like to be a good fiance to his new fiance But Destiny will not be denied in an old prophecy they have planned for Christian Fairchild can he fight or will he end up becoming what he hates. Sci-fi space adventure has sold millions in he has been on  This will be based on the shadowhunters book and the tv show all of them also this will be take 30 years after the event of the city of heavenly fire in the dark artifices. The runes with being black will be red but most will be black.

"You are discharged. Refrain from stocking poultries, processed foods and seafoods  for a long time." Dr. Steven reminded Christian. Christian just nodded in response with a small smile written on his face. "Well, I'll leave you guys alone." Steven said, tapping Christian's shoulder before leaving the room. When Steven had already left, they decided to leave as well. While walking, Ezekiel could feel that Cristy is worried about her son's condition. He gave Cristy a reassuring smile to comfort her. Cristy stopped walking and looked at Christian "Are you sure that you are strong enough to work? You know that you can take a rest for a few days." She asked to confirm his condition. "Come on mom, I'm already a grown-up man. I can handle myself." He said with a cheerful smile on his face. Cristy felt relieved after hearing those words coming from her son. "Don't make me worried again." She said, as she hugs her son while chuckling. "Yes mom, you are making me embarassed." He said hugging his mother back. Ezekiel could hear their laughter. He was touched by the mother-and-son scenario. His lips formed a small smile because of the sweetness of the both. Christian saw him smile, so he instantly stood up straight. His mother gave him a confused look. "Look mom, Ezekiel is now mocking me." Christian complained. Ezekiel and Cristy look at each other, before bursting into laughter. "Wow."

"Are you sure you don't want me to accompany you to your unit?" Cristy asked. "Mom, I'm not a toddler anymore." He refused. "Fine, just call me when you arrived. I'm going to take a cab from here. Take care son." Cristy bid her farewell reminder to her son before parting ways. Christian waved to Cristy, as he walks at the opposite direction while Ezekiel is following him behind. Christian noticed that Ezekiel is following him. "You are not going to accompany me, aren't you?" He said without glancing at Ezekiel. "For your information. my way from here is the same as yours. And as your editor, I need to check your well-being after being sick, so you won't give me headaches." Ezekiel said in a teasing manner. Christian just let out a sigh of defeat.

When they reached Christian's building unit, Christian pressed the elevator button and looked at Ezekiel amused. "How long are you going to follow me?" He asked. Ezekiel flinched before responding to his inquiry. "Well, I needed to clarify some things." He explained. Christian on the other hand looked confused, but he decided to let him do what he wants. After a few minutes of silence in the elevator, they finally reach Christian's unit. Christian opened the door, then he went inside immediately. "So, what do you want to clarify?" Christian asked Ezekiel who is currently sitting on the sofa. "Well, Let me get to the point. Where did you get that 'Grammar Analyst' thing?" Ezekiel asked directly. Christian, who is unbottoning his polo flinched. "I don't know if you will believe to my sentiments but, after that supposed to be incident, I woke up receiving a text from you saying that you hired a 'legendary' grammar analyst because you don't want to edit my nasty grammar." He explained while changing his clothes. Ezekiel seems surprised to what Christian had said, but he decided to stay silent and let Christian talk. "There's also this so called 'The Seasons of Novelists' which includes me, Isaiah, Chealsea and Vinz. Are they existing?" Christian finished changing and went to the living room where Ezekiel is sitting. "Well, they are our friends during college. But with regards to the so called, 'Seasons of Novelists', I don't think it is existing. I haven't heard any news about that." Ezekiel explained. The unit is filled with silence. None of them are talking about the current situation. Ezekiel thought that it is weird that Christian imagined random things. And as for Christian, he thought that he travelled from two different worlds. Minutes had passed and no one dared to talk. Christian, could not handle the piercing sound of silence between them so he decided to speak. "So, the name of the Grammar Analyst is something Haris? do you know him or her?" Christian asked to break the silence. "I know a lot of Grammar Analyst, but I never heard of an analyst named Haris." He replied, worried about what is happening. He may act like a cold stone, but he feared superficial events. "Are we haunted? Maybe we are a character in a horror story!" Ezekiel worriedly said. His instincts are telling him to check Christian's bedroom. He rushed towards the room and, it made Christian looked at him confused. To his surprise, the room was clean. "Did you clean this?" He asked. Christian immediately stood up and walked towards his room. "No?" He hesitated. Ezekiel was about to call for help but Christian stopped him. "Don't be a baby. Maybe someone cleaned this room. Come to think of it, my mom hired housekeepers to clean my unit every week because I'm not a tidy person." Christian explained. "Stop with your superficial imagination and go home. You need to take a rest to calm your weird imagination." He added to mock him. Ezekiel took a deep breath to calm himself.
They went back to the living room to talk about serious matters. "Well, let's forget about that random things and focus on your project. Can you made it in time?" Ezekiel genuinely asked. "As I said before, I already faced a lot of obstacles so there's nothing stopping me from reaching my goal. I assure you, I'll win." Christian said with full of confidence and enthusiasm. Ezekiel looked at him, amazed to what Christian had said. "Fine. I'll support you if you are that eager to win." He asserted.
After talking about the Novel Prize Awards; about how they will catch up their missed works for hours, Ezekiel decided to go home. "I'm going now. Don't push yourself too much." He gave a reminder to Christian before leaving. "Bye." Christian waved at Ezekiel. When he heard the door was closed already, he went to his room to start working on his project. He reached his laptop and placed it on his desk. Turning the laptopn on, it gave him a lot of memories. 'Damn, I really love writing.' He opened one of the folders that contains his works. He checked all the files and drafts to see his progress on his current project. "Wow, I still have a lot of things to work on." He chuckled nervously. He prepared a glass of water, a biscuit, and a pen and paper besides him. "Let's begin."
Fourty-five minutes had passed, and he had done nothing. The document is plain white, the paper is unwritten, but the water and biscuit is finished. Christian groaned because he could not seem to find the appropriate word for each sentence. Christian will type something but he will eventually delete it. For him, it won't work. It won't win a major prize. Also, He could not even express himself. He could not see himself in the draft. That made him decide to just discard them. So, he had no progress at all. "I need help." Christian mocked himself. He threw himself on the bed, reaching out his mobile phone. "I wonder how many e-mails and messages did I received." He chuckled. When he unlocked his phone, he was shocked. "One e-mail, and zero messages. Wow, no one loves me." He faked whine. He let out a sigh and opened his social media account. He decided to message his colleagues just to make sure that they are existing. Who knows, maybe Ezekiel is scaring him.
He searched for Isaiah's personal contact and luckily, he found it. 'Good thing you are existing.' He thought. "Hey Isaiah, how are you." He sent a message to Isaiah. He closed the message window and scroll through his social media feed. After scrolling for a while, he received a notification. "I'm busy. I'll talk to you later." Isaiah replied. Christian laughed to Isaiah's reply. "Cold as ever." He chuckled. "They are existing, no need to worry self." Christian talked to himself, as he continues to check his feed. He saw an article with regards to the Novel Prize Awards. "Oh, they released an article already." He mumbled.

He read the article and saw a lot of informations and guidelines about the contest. 'Oh this is for the future readers of our book.' He thought. He kept on scrolling until he saw the list of authors who are joining the awards. He saw a picture of himself with a name beneath the picture. "Wow, I looked handsome here." He praised himself. He tried to find his colleagues to see if they are joining. But to his surprise, he did not find any. Thus, he dialed Vinz' phone number. The phone kept ringing, but Vinz did not answer. 'Maybe he is busy at the moment.' He assumed. Christian dialed Chelsea's number instead. Fortunately, Chelsea answered the phone call. "Hello, I was just wondering if you join the upcoming Novel Prize Awards?" He greeted her with a question. "Hello Tan! I'm not joining this year." Chelsea cheerfully replied. "Am I the only one who is joining?" He asked. "I think so. Vinz told me that it's not his thing. With regards to Isaiah, writing depends on his mood." Chelsea explained. "May I ask why you are not joining?" The boy questioned the other person in the line. "I actually don't know the reason, but I think it's your year." She replied. "I'm sorry, I need to go now. I still have to wake up early tomorrow. I have a meeting with the sales department." She added. "Oh, I'm sorry for the inconvenience. Goodluck tomorrow!" He cheered, as Chelsea hangs up the call. 'Well that's weird.' He thought, as he decided to check the other authors who are joining.
Christian saw a familiar name in the list of authors. "Wait, Joyce Haris. She's so familiar." He talked to himself. He just stared at the screen of his mobile phone before realizing who she was. "Joyce Haris." He felt that he knew who is Joyce Haris. He remembered the conversation he had with Ezekiel earlier. 'I know who she is.' Christian was startled when he realize something is going on.
"She's the daughter of the legendary Grammar Analyst." Christian said. He looked for more informations regarding to the author named Joyce Haris. To his surprise, Joyce Haris is not any simple kind of authors. She is a phenominal writer who had tons of major awards in her sleeves. "How come I did not know her?" He asked to himself unconsciously. "Silly me, I don't know any other authors who aren't working at Shugo Publishing. Besides, most authors are hiding behind their pseudonyms." He sighed. Christian felt weird that he is currently talking to himself, so he decided to turn off his mobile phone. Instead of making himself felt envious about Joyce Haris, he opted to take a rest. It is already been a long day for him. But one thing is for sure, Joyce Haris is not an easy opponent.

Christian Simoune, a famous author.  Throughout his journey, he faced a lot of challenges. Unfortunately, He tends to feel burned-out writing because of those challenges. As time passes by, he experienced unusual events.  Will it help him reach his goals despite of the challenges he is facing?

But after a long time, His journey reached to an end. Is he happy? Is he satisfied? But the important question is, 

"Did he reached his goal?"

Romance is a very popular genre in Webnovels. The first thing that come to mind when we talk about romance are the CEO novels. Even though we don't want to admit it, they are the mainstream romance stories in the Webnovel website. 

So why do people love romance stories? I hope you find the answer while reading this chapter.

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FattyBai: No worries, was just a bit curious. It's always amazing seeing how the Romance genre basically dominates the site.

Parasection: and CEO stories.

FattyBai: So I was sort of curious what the demographics on the reader's sex were. But yeah, it's a fair assumption to say that the ladies rule the site, lol

WWFire: Readers gender stats r ambiguous, it is manipulatable after all.

FattyBai: Unless there's this hidden group of guys who have been starving for CEO romance novels (which would actually be funny).

Parasection: But the sacred texts.

WWFire: All I see are genderless alien. *derp emoticon*

reinesse ♥: kek.

FattyBai: How do we pull in the female readers in if we can't write a romance story? *cry emoticon*

Parasection: No choice but to write yaoi then.

WWFire: We who read these kind of fantasy novels don't live our lives correctly pal.

CailinMatthews: *ghost hug emoticon*

Parasection: Give in to the demons.

WWFire: That's why we escape reality sometimes. 

FattyBai: It's like being offered a big cake and unable to take a slice.

Zehell2218: I think male reader have their own chance and market.

FattyBai: For sure, but it'd be nice to tap into both sides.

Zehell2218: @FattyBai I think I'll make fantasy romance so I can attract both.

FattyBai: I mean, it's not a bad idea, but how do you split it up? 50% romance/50% dragon ball z?


Parasection: The fuq that sounds like an abomination.

FattyBai: It does.

Zehell2218: @FattyBai No it's 80% romance 20% action. *joy emoticon*

Noveljunky: Besides Romance, what else do females like to read?

Parasection: BL, yaoi, drama.

Zehell2218: Still BL is romance.

Anjeeriku: horror lol.

reinesse ♥: @Noveljunky xianxia I think.

Noveljunky: Mmm.

Zenith: Well, need too write romance...kek

Zehell2218: Do female reader like to read apocalypse novel? Quick question since I will make fantasy romance in apocalypse.

[A/N: Sis, did you forget that you're a girl too?]

Totally Not Nano: nah oof.

FattyBai: @Zehell2218 Aww, man. But then you have to develop characters and write meaningful dialogue.

Zenith: I am probably gonna f*ck up my time trying to make a romance story.

FattyBai: We like blowing stuff up and fighting baddies.

Zehell2218: cmon it will be comedy. *laugh emoticon*

Parasection: The best thing in a novel is character development humor and action romance can be on the side.

Anjeeriku: Romance can be a great sub genre.

Parasection: how does one even write romance? I don't know where to begin with that genre.

FattyBai: I'm a simple guy, I see plot and I drown it in martial arts and manly stuff. Of course, I don't know what feelings are. Can you eat them to increase your cultivation base? *think smart emoticon*

Parasection: I've never experienced romance so i'd fail the moment i'd attempt a story like that.

Zehell2218: Actually, I like to write fighting scene but without romance my reader will kill me. So...yeah I tag it as romance! *joy emoticon*

Parasection: Fight scenes are fun to write.

FattyBai: I'm trying to break through into the "Immortal lonely sperg" phase~

Zehell2218: Very sloooooowww romance.

Anjeeriku: Please no abusive ML @Zehell2218 They're disgusting. idk why women like to read them.

Zehell2218: @Anjeeriku I don't know if girls who read xianxia will read apocalypse novel too.

reinesse ♥: I wanna write a novel like it's not easy to be a man after traveling to the future.

Zehell2218: @Anjeeriku No I won't make abusive ML. @reinesse ♥ same *joy emoticon*

Totally Not Nano: @Anjeeriku *cough* TBWWM *cough*

reinesse ♥: And an actual xianxia novel with reasonable characters.

Zehell2218: But without the romance it's bland.

reinesse ♥: Like characters, especially main character who knows how to adjust because extreme pride is not good.

FattyBai: @Zehell2218 Baby Dragon Truer words have not been spoken, and that scares me.

reinesse ♥: Some villains are really brainless. they can scheme, but they don't have a reasonable reason to do so

Zenith: Kek.

Zehell2218: @Zenith gramps I have idea for fantasy romance lemme tell you after I finish writing and see if it's interesting or not.

Zenith: Get the MC u desire! Yeah @Zehell2218 

FattyBai: I fear becoming a more wholesome and fleshed out human being. Please no development.

Zehell2218: @Zenith It's ok. Just want to see if people will find this good or not. *joy emoticon*

Totally Not Nano: I think there's a formula in getting famous as a writer.

[A/N: Oh? Such formula exist? Teach me Senpai!]

Totally Not Nano: Let's debate about it. *thinking emoticon*

Parasection: The formula is write romance and you're set.

Totally Not Nano: Any genre + xxxxxxx = top 1.

[A/N: Today… I lost faith in humanity.]

Noveljunky: If you stare into the abyss, the abyss stares back.

Moonbirth: Write a lot. Write everyday. Post a lot everyday... write about what readers want to read about.

Anjeeriku: Write a lot. be a slave. Lol


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Elyon knew that "Romance" is not his strong point. He writes a fantasy story with romance, but he can't tell if the romance will be able to attract female readers. Out of curiosity, he asked some of his fellow authors the question "Why do you read romance stories?"

Here are their answers…

Kyosei: Because I am single. 

Reili: To fill my empty void of a love life.

Minrei: Because romance let you feel what is to be loved, plus it is universal you dont need to learn magic or cultivation in order to read.

Bajj: Due to lack of romance irl.

Murakami: I read because I enjoy the friction and conflict between the FL and ML. The insistence vs resistance is naisu.

Qin: I reads romance only for ideas and info.

VlassisBehrakis: I don't read romance novels.

[A/N: Oof I asked the wrong person.]

Elyon then  ̶a̶m̶b̶u̶s̶h̶e̶d̶ asked some readers about their opinion about romance novels.

Yin: I read romance novels because I want that kind of drama to happen to me in real life. But I know it will never happen haha.

A Certain Irresistible Meowlin: I wonder why? And I do read romance novels. Though the chance of me dropping them is also the highest out of all the genres. Every so often I come across a scene that makes me just want to squeal and fangirl. 

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Elyon decided to dig deeper and asked a few of his senior "romance authors" some questions about their reason for writing romance stories.

The first question is… Why did you choose to write Romance Stories?

Anjeeriku: I'm comfortable writing romance stories compared to other genres. I'm a helpless romantic person and I like novels that can invoke other people's feelings.

Bajj: First of all, I like reading romance story. It was the reason why I read books before and reading other genres comes after. All in all, due to these romance fiction books, I got the opportunity to read more great books with different genre.

MishaK: That's what I read, so write that too.

Zehell2218: Because as reader, I want to read romance novel so when I write, I write romance since my motto is I write what I want to read.

Ikazainudin: The easiest genre. Everyone can relate.

End_of_Era: It wasn't a full on Romance, it was slice of life with romance which I feel was necessary with progression of the characters.

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The second question… When you were making your ML and FL, did you imagine yourself as the lead of your story at any given point in time?

Anjeeriku: I would be a liar if I said no. There were instances that I'd put myself in my FL's shoes. Whenever that happens, my writing feels more passionate and truthful that sometimes it was hard to know where my fl starts and where I end. 

Shen Yi, LMD's ML was based on a person I've lost, The One That Got Away so it was sometimes hard not to self-insert whenever there were scenes that need to invoke feelings from readers. 

Bajj: I believe that every character the author was making and breathing life into it, a part of him/her is added to its character. But me imagining of being the ML/FL, never. I'm too pure for that. Kek

MishaK: Yes I did but sometimes. Otherwise you can't infuse emotions in your characters. It is important to understand your characters.

Zehell2218: Yes, I imagine myself as the lead. Of course, I tweak it a bit, such as in age and appearance. But mostly, the characteristics is similar to me.

Ikazainudin: FL and ML character based on what I want to be irl. Yup. I imagine that will be my love story.

End_of_Era: Yes, my leads had some ocassional self insertion.

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The third question… If you were to choose some other genre aside from romance, what would you pick?

Anjeeriku: Fantasy. I always look up to those authors who can write fantasy stories/novels well. I believe writing a fantasy novel is harder than writing romance. 

[A/N: Ahem! 10 points to Griffindor!]

Bajj: Horror/thriller/Action. Read GGGB godamnit! [Good Girl Gone Bad]

MishaK: I am writing a Fantasy romance aside from regular vanilla romance *smile emoticon*

Zehell2218: Fantasy, magical realism, fan fiction.

Ikazainudin: Psychological/horror and maybe children story.

End_of_Era: The new genre I'm writing is fantasy/violent .

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The fourth and final question… If you were to give a message to your beloved readers, what would it be?

Anjeeriku: I'm sorry for not being inconsistent with updates. Y'all know I love you, but a little consideration and patience as I face this rough patch in my life would be very much appreciated.

Bajj: Vote me please :* mass release comes after, deal?

[A/N: Oof!]

MishaK: Be responsible in reviewing the book you are reading. Authors love to listen from their readers. So talk to them.

Zehell2218: Beloved reader, your author here is working hard to provide your daily dose so pliz pretty pliz, read my chapter using paid SS since I don't get even a penny for free SS. 

Tips: use free SS on translation novel. The translator still get money and use paid SS on original novel so we can get a bit money to continue living *wink*

Ikazainudin: I want readers to know, that love, hope and miracles exist. Be open and value each moment of your life like the MC's did.


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Author's Thoughts

Hello Guys! I hope you enjoyed this chapter of WWCG. Personally, I've read a few CEO novels myself. I also read some FL stories like A Slight Smile Is Devastating (Love O2O), Hidden Marriage, Doomed to be Cannon Fodder, Transmigrator meets Reincarnator, A Mistaken Marriage Match: A Generation of Military Counselor, There Is an Angel in That Church (short story), Eight Treasures Trousseau, Grabbing Your Hand, Dragging you Away, A Mistaken Marriage Match: Record of Washed Grievances…

Ai~ there's a few more that I won't add to the list because it will create a wall of text. Well anyways, the reason why I read these stories is to get an idea on "WHY" the ladies love to read them.

Let's just say that it's a unique way to see a world in the eye of a lady (if you are a man of course). When done properly, the execution of the story can capture the hearts of anyone, even male readers. I believe that no matter what gender you are, as long as you find the story interesting then it doesn't matter whether you are a guy or a gal no?

Perhaps, when I'm not too busy to write my stories, I'll once again pick a romance novel to read. Hopefully, I will find another hidden gem that will bring unexpected surprises to anyone who are lucky enough to find them.

P.S I would like to thank my fellow authors, especially my senior romance authors who answered some of my questions regarding romance novels. 

To my senior authors, May the road rise up to meet you. May the wind always be at your back. May the Power Stones shine warm upon your face, and Spirit Stones fall soft upon your fields. (￣▽￣)ノ

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"I remember the first time we had sex. How you asked me if we'd ever get the chance. You said you'd tell me your "number" As if that'd be enough to convince me, enough satisfaction to dismiss my only promise to myself by being one of 64 to know. How honored. You said "how 'bout just the tip" And "all you have to say is stop" But I never said GO or stopped saying NO. How funny. I remember how you pinned me down And propped my legs in front of you so I couldn't move. How "just the tip" became a painful push And how afraid I was to push away. How romantic. I remember saying how uncomfortable I was and yelling STOP, and how when it was over you were happy. You seemed so proud and I was shocked by what you said… "Does this mean you buy me lunch tomorrow?" I left feeling disgusted, violated and guilty. I convinced myself that losing my virginity was my fault when having sex shouldn't cause blame at all. How confusing. For several months you had convinced me that I gave consent and rape was impossible for people who're "together" and that sex was now okay but not just okay— Sex was an obligation. It's expected. And I shouldn't have been surprised when suddenly one day you were seeing someone else. I was a toy and you were selfish. How disgusting. Well, I hope you're happy, I mean who wouldn't be if they got away with what you did? And your 65th, I pray to God, won't feel like I did. By dazeofmyxlife. I am sorry I couldn't protect you. I love you. I am sorry I introduced you to bayo."
"What does she mean by she's sorry?" I ask myself.
That Bitch!
My parents would have lived a happy life if she didn't introduce them.
Why would she even think of doing that in the first place. It's very wrong. Why didn't she know the type of person Bayo was before she introduced him to her so-called friend!  
It's basically rubbish!
"So she's the one that started all this?" Christian asks and I nod in response.  
"We have to find her." I say and he nods. After hours of searching through the books in my room, we moved them incase mom comes back, Christian informs me that he found an address in her book 'Hades and heartbreak'.
Christian constructs a simple email that goes "Hi Amber! It's Sapphire and I forgive you for everything! Can we catch up tomorrow at ofada boy? The time will be 1pm if you agree.
After waiting for five minutes she responds. That was quick. Her response is "yes Sapphire I'd love that! See you tomorrow!"  
Christian leaves after a while and since my mom isn't going to be back anytime soon, I lock the door and head to my room.
After a restless night I meet Christian in front of Ofada boy and we head inside.  
I immediately sight Amber. She's really beautiful. Her dark curls and her chocolate skin. True definition of black elegance.
"Hi Miss Amber." I say as I walk up to her.
" Hi Sweetie, sorry but that seat is taken." She says and I smile  
"I was the one that emailed you. I'm Danielle, Sapphire's daughter." I say to her and her eyes widen in shock and the expression slowly turns to that of approval.
"And who is the man with you?" She asks with reference to Christian.
"I'm her partner." Christian says.
"Life Partner?" She asks with curiosity. Ugh this woman is so annoying.
"Yes." Christian and I respond at the same time.
"Can we sit down?"
"Oh sorry about that. Yes."
"Why did you introduce my mother to Bayo? How did he ruin her life?" I ask and she laughs nervously.
"No small talk? Geez. Bayo and I grew up together. He was like a brother to me. I met Sapphire in college and I felt that she should meet my brother but things didn't go as planned.".
"What do you mean?"
"Bayo did it."
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Danielle is bent on finding the reason behind the death of her father and those around her. With the help of her sworn enemy, Damien, they embark on the journey to find the reason behind his death and those around her. 
 Mysteries unfold and everything is not what it seems.

"Ah, lotus roots tempura!" the authors crowed in delight as their food was served. 
They were at a kaiseki restaurant and the food was all elegant and colorful. The subtle aroma of the dishes also wafted into the air that seduced their appetite. In no time, they were all digging in on their food and finished their trays. 
"Sorry, we seem like piglets to you right now. But we haven't enjoyed Japanese food in a while," Bajj apologized. 
Yanee and Tohru exchanged looks. "Er… Don't you live in Tokyo?"
Why haven't they eaten Japanese food when they lived in Japan? 
The other author laughed at their expressions. 
"Bajj, what are you talking about? We eat Japanese food all the time," Rui said as her eyes danced in mischief. "Cup noodles in the morning, afternoon, and evening. That's Nissin and it's Japanese."
Ah…
Yanee now suddenly understood what they meant. An author's job took too much time that most of them either skipped meals or just eat whatever's easy and handy. Instant noodles, energy bars, microwavable food from the convenience store— these were mostly the sources of sustenance for them and they were not healthy at all. 
"I'm sorry to hear that," Yanee apologized but the two shook their heads. 
"Why are you apologizing? Isn't it our choice? If we manage our time well we won't be eating that nasty stuff all the time." 
The authors tried to make light of the situation but both Yanee and Tohru knew it wasn't that easy. They already discussed the pressures coming from the publishing house, readers, and themselves— those added with poor diet and most certainly poor sleeping habits, it's no wonder why authors either got sick or had breakdowns. 
"Then I will tell your editors to take more good care of you," Tohru promised, making the authors giggle and blush. 
"It's alright Chief. You already helped us out enough by giving us time to rest," Bajj said. "And aren't you here today to help us out with our plots?"
"Well…"Tohru inclined his head as he glanced at Yanee. 
"Ah did you see what I see sis?" Rui whispered and Bajj nodded. 
"Yes, it's the 'darling do you have any suggestions' look," the latter answered as she took out a notebook and wrote something down. 
"No. I think it's the 'honey, help me, I don't know what to say' look, no?"Rui countered and more sounds of scribbling on paper ensued. 
Yanee and Tohru watched the two authors get lost in their own little world and she leaned sideward to her boss. 
"What are they doing?" she asked curiously. 
"I think they're brainstorming," he answered with an amused twist to his lips. 
Brainstorming… seriously? But as Yanee watched the authors jot things on their notebooks, she started to believe. Although she had experienced developmental editing before, she'd never really handled authors on a regular basis to learn so much about their working process. 
"You're going to be doing something like that too. Most times when you hit a wall, you have to go out with your notebook and jot everything that's interesting. It can help you develop a scene or two. That's already a huge help," Tohru told her softly so that it would only be audible to her. 
It was obvious that he didn't want to disturb the authors so he didn't make as much noise as possible. Yanee now understood why Tohru rented the private booth. It was for the authors to not be disturbed. 
"Hmmmnnn…" Yanee nodded. 
The two were known romance authors in the circle. It would pay to observe how they worked even if they just suddenly started working out of the blue and in the middle of a conversation as well. But inspiration came at random. Artists were weird creatures and writing was a form of art, ergo writers were weird. 
"Do you want dessert? Their matcha ice cream and coffee jelly are very nice here," Tohru asked and Yanee's eyes glittered as she looked at him as if he were a deity. 
But Yanee caught herself in time before a creepy smile crossed her face. Urgh… Sweet indulgence, sinful delight, she realized this man had already discovered her guilty pleasure. 
Desserts! 
"So which one do you want? Matcha ice cream or coffee jelly with vanilla ice cream?" he asked with a knowing smile as he leaned closer and whispered. "My honey is so understanding. I will reward you with any dessert you like," he added teasingly and she glared at him. 
Yanee could very well see the future where this potato would take her desserts hostage when they had trouble. 
"Ah, Chief, you asked the question wrongly!" someone complained and both Yanee and Tohru snapped out of their silent bantering. 
"Huh?"Yanee asked as she turned to the two authors who were huddled together looking at them with bright eyes. 
"Chief, the question should have been 'matcha ice cream, coffee jelly, or me," they said with a pout. 
Yanee was dumbfounded while Tohru seemed more amused. "Well, it's still early in the day and we're outside. What if she picked me?" he asked with a low, sexy drawl that made the authors squeal right before they furiously wrote in their notebooks. 
Yanee, on the other hand, was a little bit miffed. She pulled Tohru's arm as she glared at him. "What are you doing?"
Why was this potato still so shameless even with other people? Didn't he say he wouldn't mix personal concerns with work?
"Developmental editing," he answered plainly with a shrug. 
EH? 
"What do you mean developmental editing?" As far as Yanee knew, they hadn't even started talking about the authors' projects. How come this was developmental editing? 
Tohru totally looked innocent as pointed at the authors who were busy scribbling on their book. "They hit a wall. Now they're writing notes, aren't they?"
Well… If he put it like that then, yes. 
For new projects, the editor's job was to check the outline and the flow of the story before the author began writing. However, for ongoing projects, their job was to push the authors in the correct direction by giving them cues or suggestions most especially when they hit a wall. 
And these authors ran away since they not only hit a big wall, but the wall collapsed and crumbled on their heads resulting in panic attacks— at least they were supposed to be like that. 
But they both seemed fine and working normally… If they indeed had trouble before but we're okay now, the question that popped in her mind was HOW? 
She turned to Tohru who was watching the authors write on their notebook. He had on a look of approval on his face and Yanee caught up on what's happening.
Damn. The potato flirted with her out in the open for the authors. She should have known. They wrote romance after all. 
Yanee raised a brow at the potato who felt her gaze on him and he smiled apologetically as he placed a finger against his lips, and she decided to stay quiet. Yanee felt a headache was coming. Right at this moment, she had no idea which one of them was the silliest. 
Soon, the screen opened quietly and the servers placed four cups of desserts on their table, one for each person. Tohru quietly placed the cute bowls in front of the authors, then placed the remaining cups of matcha ice cream and coffee jelly in front of her. 
Huh? She could have two? Yanee felt happy but then she looked at the potato who was not eating but just staring at her. 
"You're not eating?" she asked. 
She felt guilty all of a sudden. But he had on an indulgent smile on his face as he shook his head. 
"I'm okay. You can have my share," he said softly. 
"Are you sure?" she asked as she tasted the matcha ice cream that stained the corner of her mouth without her realizing it. 
He reached out a hand and wiped the ice cream off with his thumb before licking it with a teasing smile. "You're the only sweet I like," he suddenly said making her totally red. 
WHAAAAAAAAAAT?
Yanee scrambled far away from Tohru with her heart beating so fast in her chest. "Y-Y-You…"
The flirty potato was lethal. Too lethal. 
In front of them, the two authors who had stopped writing to eat their own desserts continued to look at them with a dreamy smile of their faces. 
"Sis, this developmental editing thing that Chief told us yesterday is really amazing, no?" Rui commented. 
"Yeah, it's so great. I feel inspiration flowing nonstop. Do you think they'd help us out with the smut scenes too?" Bajj asked and the two of them giggled. 
"I don't think so. Chief said it's too early," Rui answered with a naughty twist on her lips. "But maybe we can win another meeting at night time?"
Imagining it, the two of them smiled dreamily again as they stared at the lovebirds in front.
"Sister, are we really eating ice cream?"Bajj asked and Rui shook her head. 
"What ice cream? We're eating dog food." 


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An Office Romance Anthology...

Yanee Lee was a budding lifestyle writer. She was always aiming to become the best in her chosen field. Sadly, a brutal take over in the publishing company happened just as she was about to get it big. 

Worse, she found her dream job snatched away from under her nose, and she was transferred to the novel department with an ultimatum handed out by the new cold-hearted Editor-in-Chief: Write an anthology of work-related romance that would sell or get out!

With the help of her friends and family, Yanee would go on an adventure to research about the best stories for her series: The Office Diaries. 

Join Yanee as she interviews many different people, and learn about different tales of love and life. 

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"Huh! Is that right? That should make your fans happy!" Juho said candidly, and Sang Choi simply nodded. 

"But then, I became curious." 

"About?" Juho asked, sensing trouble. Unfortunately, it was a tad too late for him to get out of it. As a scream came from afar, Juho thought about suggesting to the romance writer that they get on of the rides.

"The love story of a genius," Sang said, looking at the young author. Upon realizing that he was being stared at, Juho looked away from the romance writer's uncomfortable gaze. 

"I have a keen interest in you, as well as your young, fresh love." 

"Young and fresh, huh." 

Juho couldn't remember the last time he had experienced that. As the young author dragged on, Sang asked, "Have you ever loved someone?" 

It was a question Juho wasn't quite used to hearing. However, his instincts had told him that the romance writer would ask that very question someday.

"Sure, I have."

"You have?" 

"Of course. I'm human, and I have primitive emotions like that too. Since I was born, I came to realize the love my parents have for me, along with friendship and patriotism." 

"I find your answer highly unsatisfying," Sang said, resting his chin on his hand. Yet, his eyes were still fierce. 

"What I'm talking about is an interaction with another person, outside of family. Instinctive and provocative. You know, the kind that gets a bad rep for being immature. Eros. Sexual love," he said, clarifying himself in order to prevent Juho from backing out. Then, he raised his hand as a gesture of his willingness to explain things in even greater detail if necessary. Love. It was a topic inseparable from literature. Then, seeing the mascot walking by, Juho answered, "Yes, I have experience with that as well." 

Just as he had said, Juho did experience such a love in the past, and he had even lived together with a woman at one point, with whom he was in a deeply physical and emotional relationship. As the young author felt the romance writer's piercing gaze on his cheek, Juho looked away briefly, regretting the answer he gave Sang. There wasn't much else to be said, even if Sang were to ask more questions.

"First love?" 

"Hm," Juho dragged on, but it wasn't because he was bashful or had something to hide about the woman. Besides, there weren't any interesting stories to tell either. His memory of her was simply hazy, and Juho had lost nearly all of the memories related to the woman he had had a relationship with. From her appearance to her voice, touch, things she liked and disliked, nothing was certain, and it had nothing to do with him coming back from the dead. It had just been natural to forget about her. They had parted ways, after all.

"So, does that mean you're not in a relationship at the moment?" Sang asked, but there wasn't much Juho could say, unfortunately, and the fact that he was at the theme park with a forty-odd-year-old romance writer was further proof of that. 

"We broke up a very long time ago," the young author said, and Sang scoffed at the last three words in his sentence. However, Juho brushed it off with a shrug. 

"Sounds like you don't love her all that much anymore, seeing how dry your tone is…"

"We parted ways. What else can I say?"

"Man, this is why people shouldn't be so quick to underestimate kids. He knows what love is." 

Juho's past love existed only as an abstract memory. His instincts were telling him that it was an experience that he most likely couldn't go through again. At the same time, there was an arrogance in his heart that was telling him that what he had experienced really was, in fact, love. Also, there also existed gratefulness toward the woman who had taught him love. 

"Was she a high school student?" 

Juho didn't remember seeing her in uniform. They both had to have met as adults. Juho tried to retrace his memory to remember where they had first met. 'Was it by the Han River? Maybe it was the beach. Or was it at the park? A subway station? Bah, I don't know anymore.' It was useless. The young writer couldn't remember anything about her, including how she had been dressed, or what kind of shoes she had been wearing. After staring at the air, Juho said, "I can't really remember."

"C'mon, now. You don't think I'll let you off the hook with an answer like that, do you?" 

"I'm serious."

"Well then, that presents a-whole-nother issue in and of itself. Aren't you a little young to be saying things like that? You're not even allowed to drink, yet."

"Tell me about it," Juho said in order to brush off the romance writer's relentless questions. "Well, I don't think it's fair to say anything about the matter without the consent of the other party, so I'm afraid I can't speak any further." 

At the young author's emphatic answer, Sang sighed and said, "All right. Fine. I won't ask about your past love. Then, how about this? Do you like anybody at the moment? You know, a potential new love."

"You sound like a dad talking to his teenage son that hit puberty." 

"Tell me," Sang said, although looking nothing like a father looking at his son. 

"Recently? Sure." 

"Who?"

"The people obsessed with fire. Before that, One, Two, Three, and Four. And before that, I was in love with a neighborhood dog," Juho said, remembering the dog barking in the distance whenever he visited Yun Seo at her house. It was rather adorable. However, Sang was looking quite displeased. 

"Right. I get it. You're an author too. What, you trying to show off what you learned from Mrs. Baek? Are you in love with the world, all of a sudden?" 

Juho chuckled quietly at Sang's sarcastic remark and changed the subject subtly. 

"Well, how about yourself, Mr. Choi? I'd love to get a professional opinion on the matter of love."

"Go look for it in bookstores." 

"Oh... C'mon, now. It's not the same."

"You're just too young for this. When you're old enough to have a drink with me, ask me again."

"So, when did you start treating yourself with so much respect?"

"From the moment I was born." 

When Sang answered in a heartbeat, a subtle smile appeared on Juho's face. He, too, had to have his share of embellishment. Otherwise, it wouldn't make sense to Juho that Sang would be capable of writing such elaborate love stories. 

After that, the young author thought of his other fellow authors and their portrayals of love. Seo Joong had written a version of it that suited his personality just right, and Dong Gil had done the same. When Juho brought up the two authors, the self-loving romance writer snickered, saying, "They both have a ways to go until they catch up to me." 

However, Seo Joong and Dong Gil's portrayal of love focused on life itself, which made it inherently different from Sang's. 

"Seo Joong's portrayal of love is… how should I put it? It's mostly familial love. It's immensely safe, and in terms of color, I'd say it's closer to yellow than pink."

"I think I get what you're saying. He focuses more on the aspects of trust and interdependence than the heart-throbbing side of things." 

As someone who had read Seo Joong's story, Juho was able to catch on to Sang immediately. Seo Joong was more likely to portray love as the lasting commitment of being by each other's side until the end rather than something more blatant, like jealousy. 

"As for Dong Gil, his love life is… Well, it's hard to watch." 

"He usually doesn't get past having a crush on someone, doe he? I've seen him drive a depressed character to the edge of the cliff after being rejected by a woman." 

"And his style just makes him look all the more pitiful, you know?"

"Love with a rigid ending tends to arouse pity," Juho said, seeing the vivid look of displeasure on Sang's face as he glanced over in his direction. "Your version of love, on the other hand, is very entertaining. No other author may be as elaborate as you when it comes to portraying one's process of falling in love, what happens to somebody in love, how love ruins lives and how people can save themselves from it." 

"Of course, there's no one! Only I'm capable of writing my novels," Sang said, going further rather than accepting Juho's compliment modestly. Then, after his emphatic answer, Sang pointed at the young author and asked, "What about you?"

"Me?"

"Yes, you. I've never read Yun Woo's portrayal of romance. Why haven't you written about it yet when you have the experience?"

"I have. I've written about familial love too… in 'Sound of Wailing.'"

"No, no. That's way too twisted for it to feel like love," Sang said emphatically and questioned the young author again. 

"No reason in particular. I just stay true to my instincts and write what I feel like writing." 

Sang narrowed his eyes at Juho's answer. "Well, you do have a darker personality than you let on. Maybe death suits you better than love," Sang said, making a valid point. 

Then, after some brief contemplation, Juho asked, "Should I try writing about love?"

"What? You mean at home?" 

"No, I mean for real." 

"Wait, are you telling me that you're thinking about publishing another piece!?" Sang asked, and as Juho nodded, the romance writer scanned the young author, up and down.

"... Remind me how long it's been since you published a novel." 

"You see, I have way too much time in my hands." 

"If authors wrote because they had too much time, then they wouldn't have to suffer so much. If I were to write at the pace you usually write, I'd be vomiting blood. Don't you ever get tired? How many pages do you write in a day?"

"I don't write a set amount, but on average… I'd say anywhere from fifteen to twenty pages." 

At Juho's answer, Sang groaned painfully, looking like he immediately regretted hearing what came out of Juho's mouth. 

"So, that would add up to about six hundred pages a month, more or less, which means you're essentially writing a full-length novel every three months. But you don't stop there, do you? You go out looking for things to write about immediately after you are done, don't you? If I were to hear what you just told me from another person, I wouldn't have believed them, but then you've actually done it… Man, that's just gross." 

"Why are you looking at me like that? There are plenty of authors who write a number of pages every day. I'm not even that diligent, which means there's nothing special about me in comparison to authors like that." 

Despite Juho's argument, the way Sang was looking at the young author didn't change. 

"Where do you find all those things to write about, and where do you get the stamina? Please, enlighten me." 

"You see, I'm a small eater. It doesn't take a lot of food for me to feel satisfied. Even this short conversation we're having at this moment could give me enough material with which to write a book." 

The truth was that Juho was merely catching up on the writing he had been putting off. There had been times when an assignment he had procrastinated on had proved to be of help in an unexpected way, and love had been the same way. Juho felt like he had been trying to write about her, all along. He had to have been. However, he had been putting it off because he had felt like the genuine desire had never come to him. Then, after putting off writing about her repeatedly, the memories of her eventually faded away. He must have wanted to write about forgotten love. Or perhaps, forgetting her was what it took for him to be able to write about her. In any case, what was important was that he was finally able to face the matter after wandering aimlessly for years on end. With that, after plugging her into an array of stories in his head, Juho came to the conclusion that he needed more material to work with. 

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"Give it here," Sang said, putting his hand out and staring intently at it. 

Juho asked, "Give you what?" 

"The trash. I'll go take it out." 

"It's fine. I can go."

"No, I can do it. I need to go to the restroom, anyway," Sang said, bunching the trash together. Then, with one hand in his pocket, the romance writer walked leisurely through the space filled with joy and happiness. If he had come to the theme park on his own, that was probably how he would've looked. If anything, Sang was playing the role of accentuating the space. Perhaps, that was why the love born out of his hands was loved by so many. After all, he loved himself more than anybody. Perhaps, that was how he was able to write about people who gave their hearts to others in a more original and accurate manner. At that moment...

"Pardon me," a voice said in another language. When Juho turned toward it, he saw a couple. The language he had just heard had been Japanese. Then, politely handing the young author their camera with both of their hands, one of them asked, "Please take a picture of us." 

The man had done so in inarticulate Korean, making a gesture as if to take a picture with a camera with both of his hands. Then, Juho rose from his seat.

"Sure, which button do I press?" 

"Oh, my! You speak Japanese! Are you Japanese?" 

"Oh, no. I know enough to get by." 

The man's hair was dyed in bright brown but the roots were still black. Around the wrist of the woman handing Juho the camera, was a colorful assortment of bracelets. 

"Are you two visiting?"

"Yes, we are," the Japanese couple answered, adding that they were frequent travelers.

"Whenever we visit a country, we always go to a theme park." 

Then, they would always take a picture afterward. It was clear that the couple had been dating for a long time from the way they interacted with each other. 

Upon seeing a mascot walking by, they brought it toward them and stood on either side of the mascot, who waved gladly and posed appropriately. Then, as explained by the woman, Juho pressed the big button on the camera.

"One more," Juho said, and the shutter sound followed after the couple's response. With that, after taking the pictures, the mascot waved once again and went on its way. As the couple approached him, Juho handed the camera over to them, and they, too, waved goodbye. 

That's when a voice said to him, "Your Japanese is impressive."

When the young author turned around, there was Sang Choi, looking unsurprised.

Yum Woo is the youngest author in history to enter the literature world. His debut work was a massive hit but this success was short lived for the unprepared.

A miraculous second chance comes his way one day.

This is the beginning of that journey.

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