Behind The Scene(SUPERBOY)[BL]

Chapter 1

Authors POV.

The cold wind blows through Wayo's hair, he was staring at the blue sea, wearing a sleeveless shirt, and shorts.

Wayo was 8 years old, living in the province of Changmai, his parents own a resorts here, but they never visited this resort. They prepare to live in Bangkok with his brother.

Wayo don't remember when was the last time he went in Bangkok to his parents place, perhaps it was five years ago since his parents throw him here.

At his side, there's a young boy staring at him, he was mesmerize to Wayo's beauty, white like milk skin, pink lips, his nose, and beautiful eyes. He shake his head and blinked few times, base on Wayo's wearing he was obviously a boy, and the young boy knew that, but he can't help it, watching him from far making his day complete.

Few days later, he saw Wayo staring again in the blue sea, it's look like he have a big burden to himself. The young boy sighed deeply, he put all the courage to himself and approach Wayo. He smile and said. "Hi?"

Wayo startled by him. "Oh, Hi, what can I do for you?"

"Ohh." The young boy rubbed his temple. "Nothing, I just notice you that you always here and love staring at the blue sea."

Wayo force a smile and nodded. "Yes, the sea was represent to myself and feelings."

The young boy was puzzled by that. "What do you mean?"

Wayo stared into the sky and said. "Sometimes the sea was calm sometimes not, sometimes the sea was pure and clean some times its not." He smile at the boy but this time it wasn't force, it was genuinely smile. "It was like me."

The young boy get it, the sea represent to Wayo's feelings, if he was mad the waves of sea is heavy, sometimes its calm. "Hoooo.. You talk so deep at this age." The young boy stared at the sea too, after a minutes of silence between them, The young boy lowered his head and found a shell, he smiled and picked it up. The shell has a beautiful shape. The young boy handed it over to Wayo and said. "My father always said that, 'People are like shells on the ocean, the waves will take them everywhere'."

Wayo stunned to his words, and smile. "Khup. Errr. Right why seashell?"

The young boy smile and added. "Don't you know, we are like seashells upon the beach, beautiful and unique, each with a story of its own to tell. My father and mother met in the ocean because of seashell too, my mother used to say 'Seashells are love letter in the sand'."

Wayo smile genuinely, he handed over the shell back to the young boy. "Here take it."

The young boy puzzled. "Why are you giving it back to me?"

"It's your shell, you should take it and find the owner of this shell, like your mother did."

The young boy stunned and smiled at him. He did not take it instead he looked at the sky. "Who said i still haven't found the owner of my shell?"

"You already did found?"

"Hmmm." He nodded. "Take care of this for me, I will find you someday and personaly take it." He smile and walk away, leaving Wayo face in puzzle expression. He stopped halfway and added. "Oh right, whats your name?"

"Yo..Wayo Panitchayasawad."

"Hmmm. I'll go now." He run back to his parents.

Wayo stunned and wanted to asked his name but he was too late. He looked at the shell and smilingly put it to his pocket before he got to his room.

Few more days he never saw the young boy again, Wayo believe that someday the young boy will find him.

Years later, Wayo lying down at the big tree while at his side was a notebook. It was his precious notebook, he wrote everything what the young boy said so he will never forget it.