New Beginnings// WooYu

Chapter 1

Dear Notebook,
        Hello my little computer. My name is  Adachi Yuto, I'm about to turn 15 years old. I love to swim, sing, and dance. And... I'm pretty lonely right now. So, writing to you will hopefully pass time, as I'd be talking to a real person. I'll name you... Baekyeol. Do you like it? I hope you do. I know you can't speak back to me so... let's just pretend you can, okay?
        I'm writing this because, I really really like someone. I have a crush on Jung Wooseok. Oh Baekyeol, if only you could see how amazing he was. Hes super cute, smart, and kind, but sadly we don't have any classes together, he's a year older than me. But we are in the same club.
        Funny though. . .
        He doesn't know anything about me, other than my name, age and all that stuff you learn when. . . well, you're in the same club with someone.
On the other hand.
I know him like the back of my hand.
He doesn't seem like it but he's the romantic type, he hates texting, he's the caring sibling, he gets injured really easily, I know much more. . . much much more. . .
        Opposites always attract right?
Well for the past few months I've been eyeing him really closely, in hope he'd notice me. Sadly my plans never wok.
Oh! My mom is calling me for dinner. Baekyeol, we'll talk tomorrow, okay?
Thank you and goodbye for now.
                -Yuto

Yuto POV
I closed my computer and sighed. I started staring at Wooseok in the halls lately and it seems like I can't pull my eyes away from him. Its like he put me under a spell that I can never get out of.
My mom yelled at me to come down for dinner. I said I was coming and walked down stairs. She glared at me and set the food down not so gently. "What on earth took you so long Yuto? The food is already cold!" She exclaimed I apologized and sat down. "How was school?" She said bluntly
"It's good." I said smiling, thinking of the handsome boy. "What are you smiling about?" She replied. "There is this really nice boy at my school who I want to become friends with." I said, knowing what is going to happen after I tell her.
"I swear, when are you going to drop this disgusting homosexual nonsense?!" She said coldly. I stared down at the floor. My mother always hated me for being gay. I ran up to my room and slammed the door behind me and started crying. Hopefully everything will turn out better tomorrow when I see him.