Haru is getting himself trouble again, but looks like this is the worst mistake he could do. You see, he isn't some ordinary guy, Haru is THE Author and can't believe that THE Author is a idiot...
He got suck into his new book and is meeting the protagonist aka [Name], an ordinary 15 year old school boy who will have to babysit the bipolar-ish perverted author until he gets back to the real world.
Will romance bloom in this weird and 4th breaking wall journey of our beloved protagonist and a perverted author???
Will Haru get back to his dimension? Probably not...
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-B O O K I N F O-
※ G E N R E ※
Comedy, Drama, Romance, Fan Fiction, Action
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∅ W A R N I N G S ∅
Strong language, Pervertedness, Fourth wall breaking, Fighting, Perverted jokes
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✒ B O O K S T A T U S ✒
□=Haven't Written Or Published
□=Have Written But Not Published
▣=Have Written And Already Published
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Ξ B O O K P R E V I E W Ξ
The taps of the keyboard keys and breathing were the only sound in a apartment room. The owner of that very room is a 19 years old writer who has dark brown messy hair, black eyes and had eye bags.
The male's skin is pale and he is wearing a black T-shirt with big red words 'THE AUTHOR' imprinted on the back of the shirt and grey sweat pants that has a red lining design on the side. The male is still awake in 11 of the evening.
His still wide awake since he is currently editing all the chapters of his newest book. He was already on the last chapter editing his grammar and misspelled words. He is also putting some other words to make the chapter right.
"And there! It's finally finished!"
He shouted with glee as he stretched on his chair with a smile on his lips. Proud of his work, he nodded his head and pushed himself away from the desk and stood up.
He looked at the wall clock and saw that it was 11:05 in the evening and sighed since it wasn't midnight or 3 in the morning, which is where he usually sleeps.
He walked to his window and look down at the people who are out and doing what they wanted to do. 'I wonder if I would fit in with them.' The male thought as he sighed and look away.
You see, he doesn't go out that much since he is a author, he is considered to work in his apartment. Sure he goes out but only if he wanted to or he needed to buy some things.
'Nah, it would be awesome if I'm inside of one of my books...' He thought with amusement in his eyes, wondering what would it be like to be trapped in a fictional world like some he read in different website and apps, like Quotev and Wattpad.
He look at the clock and saw it was 11:11 p.m., he wondered if the myth of wishing in that exact time, your wish will come true. With a sigh, he closed his eyes and muttered,
"I wish I'll be transported to one of my books..."
He didn't feel anything. He opened one of his eyes and his still in his apartment. 'Idiot, of course it doesn't works!' He thought angrily to himself. He sighed sadly and walk to his bed.
He flopped his body on the white covered mattress and closed his eyes. He was then asleep after a few minutes since he was clearly exhausted of editing for hours.
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FanfictionSome ideas on new books I'll be making in the future... ---------- //P U B L I S H E D D A T E// 04/18/17 ---------- Text copyright © ShadowOfTheFoxdemon ™ 2017
