Dear diary {boy×boy}

1. Im gay

"I'm gay"

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Let's introduce Yason.

Yason Wilson.

A 16 year old boy, in the 2013.

A happy boy.

A kind boy.

He's about to start on high school. The next level in his view. The next stage in life.

To some, the next 3 year's in hell.
And to others, the next best 3 years in life.

It all depends on experiences.

Life is like a staircase.
You will have to step up countless of steps. We all do all the time.

We grow, and we learn.

But you see, Yason here thought he knew everything.
He thought he had everything. Thought he was an adult already.

Oh poor Yason.

There's yet secrets and events waiting for you.

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"I'm gay."

Yason is currently staring at his best friend Sander-
A tall and brown haired boy he had known since kindergarten almost.

Yason himself was dirty blonde, green blue-ish eyes that went well with his cherry coloured lips.

At this moment, Sander just admitted something to him.

Something huge.

Something that shouldn't just be blurted out in public.

So in panicked reaction, Yason's eyes expands, and he looks around, briefly anxious.

Afraid anyone might've heard what his best friend just said on his behalf.

But nobody is listening. Not even glancing at them. Only focused in their own minds, more determined on leaving school early.

In the school entrance they stand, and there are still students pouring out from the building. Of course, they are eager for the weekend. Aren't we all?

Yason looks back at Sander again, who looks rather frightened himself now.
It may not be weird that he does, due to all the homophobic talk nowadays.
It's unbelievable how toxic and rude people still are, when it's already 2013.

"Oh.. how long?"
Yason finally says. Still eyeing the hurrying students that pass by.

Sander that is standing before him suddenly gnaws at his bottom lip, before he grips Yason's wrist.

"Let's get out of here first.."
He eventually mutters under his breath, dragging Yason to the road on the way home.

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Having escaped from the hord of students, Yason looks at Sander again. Curious, and obviously surprised.

This is a big thing, isn't it?

But despite being away from people, Sander looks just as anxious.
His pearly whites are still gnawing at his bottom lip. Avoiding Yason's demand-for-answer look.

But Sander doesn't say anything, so Yason asks the question again.

"For how long?"

Finally Sander looks at him. Having let go of his arm already.
"For a while.."

"Oh.."
Yason can only say. Pressing his cherry coloured lips together.

It must be clear that these two met in kindergarten. And that's a long time ago. It's only been these two all these years. Their own little world together.
They'd share all their secrets and laughs. No matter how dark or silly they were. It didn't matter, cause their relationship has always been strong.