"Querido Diario,
estoy enamorado de un chico"
Being the youngest out of seven children, you seem to learn some things. One, get to the table early. Two, never let you siblings see you cry, and three, absolutely never reveal your secrets to them. Ever.
Emiliano is from a small town in Mexico, one where stray dogs run free and the smell of food is always in the air. He makes a small wage from the local autobody shop, mostly being a shop boy, but sometimes he also tinkers on a few cars sometimes.
That's how he met Tarsus.
The boy he fell in love with.
He's never spoke a word to this boy outside of work, but he finds himself doodling his eyes when it's slow at the shop, or playing a tune on his guitar that reminds him of the boy's gentle smile.
Emil turns to his journal to write about his loverboy, since if he told his siblings, he thinks world war three would happen. nobody in his family was,,, like him. Everyone went two by two, one of each, not two of the same, and he definitely wasn't going to let that out. His journal was the only one who knew him inside and out, and he's going to keep it that way, even if it takes him to the grave.