My Lovely Mistake

Chapter 1 - My Family and Me

It was a tragically rainy morning. Not that's there's anything wrong with it. Today marks the day I've been away from my father for about...4 years now. It leaves a bitter taste in my mouth, surprisingly. He hasn't passed away or got in a coma. It's just my parents just looooove being separated is all. I feel like if I want to properly explain the situation; I have to tell it from the beginning.

The name is Haruka Babayek. Sure, call me Baba, I don't really care (it's gotten super old at this point). I'm Japanese and Uzbek, yeah the perfect snowflake on social media. We'll get to that later though.

Now, Babayek is a very famous family business in Central Asia (Russia included). My father is the CEO, the big man, head honcho and so forth of the Babayek Corporation. Me? Well, I'm his daughter. His only daughter to be exact in his pile of multiple sons.

My dad, Dillard, isn't the only one whose wealthy as fuck though. Meet Hanabi Yumura, a once beloved model in the 90s. My mom made my dad trip and fall seriously back in the day with her killer looks. To top it all off, the Yumura family has always had a precious throne to chain department stores in east Asia. Well, you can imagine how ecstatic my dad was to hit jackpot.

A little before they got married, they had one son, Kobe Babayek. Alternatively in Japanese, コベ. Although there's no real meaning. After they got married, they had me. Haruka Babayek! The Babayek's first daughter. It still sickens me to this day how much they spoiled me but pressured my brother to excel in everything.

Well, any ways... the whole Babayek-Yumura family alliance only lasted about 10 years before my parents decided to divorce. The reason being? Well dad got another woman pregnant. I mean, his affairs were never really a secret considering he already had 4 children before me and Kobe. Those 4 respectively had separate mothers. Makes you think...what the hell?

Fast forward a bit after the divorce (my mom already moved right when it was declared), I somehow was forcibly moved to Japan. I don't know how child custody works when you belong in Uzbekistan but apparently the Japanese law can interfere. I wasn't really happy with the situation, my Japanese skills were shit. Plus I had lived in Uzbekistan my whole life! I felt like I was getting robbed.

Arriving in Japan was a lot less shaky then I thought it would be. My mother was still the same: sassy, judgmental, and commanding but somehow still loving. Living in the Yumura household was a little awkward at first. I met some cousins I never knew existed! I always knew the members of the main branch however. Which brings us to a new point: the head Yumura family.

My mother is indeed apart of the Yumura family, however, there are tiers/branches within it. My mother belongs in the third tier, which is not bad at all. She's just a couple lines behind from being near the 'main branch' if that makes sense. The Head of the Yumura is Kano Yumura, a really bald, rude, and old man. His wife is the cousin of my mom, A.K.A my really distant aunt. Her name is Hanako Yumura.  She's really sweet and kind compared to my mom whose the opposite. Then we have their son, the heir, Kazu Yumura.

I feel like Kazu needs his own little explanation because he really does. I've known him since the dawn of time. He always visited during the holidays (spring and winter) every single year. He always came along with Auntie Hanako but never with 'uncle' Kano (that's so weird calling him uncle). He was a pesky brat. He felt so entitled to everything which pissed me off because I thought I deserved EVERYTHING! So you can imagine the two egos of spoiled brats going at it with each other. Although I never understood what he was saying but his actions said a lot. After our prime child ages, he stopped coming. I think 12? Not sure. I'll admit, the holidays were a little boring since.

Now, encountering him at first in the household was somewhat ... intimidating. He still held that arrogant aura of his but he hardly spoke. It seems that he just went there to execute his introduction to me and leave. Which pissed me off miraculously. I mean the last thing I wanted was to be involved with the guy although I can't since we're 'family'.

So I hope that somewhat gives an image of what the Head Family is like. They have another son, Erito. He lives on the other side of Japan managing business there SO introductions never happened between us. 

Fast forward to the present, life is seemingly peaceful. My Japanese is near fluent and my high school life is well... ordinary. Fitting in wasn't a problem since the school was dedicated to educating  children of wealthy families. Everyone seems to flock to the most famous kids, for example...Kazu the damned heir. He's in my grade level and is apparently the smartest of the smarties. His girlfriend is some chick(Ahn Ye Soo) whose family runs a popular Japanese/Korean fashion/cosmetics company (I'm not really familiar with conglomerates within Japan). She's too pretty to be with Kazu in my opinion. Though I never talk to Kazu and I never bother mentioning to anyone I'm apart of the Yumura family (because I am from Babayek of course). A lot of the Japanese know Babayek to my surprise which I guess gave me some sort of good status. Another famous kiddo is Jun Taido. I'd say he's in the same level as Kazu.

"Jun Taido, Student Council President, Captain of the Soccer Club, and Heir to the Taido Company. [insert picture of Jun whose smile is brighter than my future and hair plus skin that's softer than my soul]."

He's got his own article in the schools news paper at least every other week. Plus he gets more attention from girls since he's single as hell. Apparently his motto is "it's better to dip than to commit" or at less that's what is roughly translates too.  I have him in my biology class but I've never spoken to him nor do I think I will. Probably because he's like a gem of the school and I'm the socket on the necklace who will for sure get a hold of him if he gets too close. I think that was a very exaggerated metaphor but any who!

My point being? I think I've landed in a very tight spot recently. My dads gone...I miss Uzbekistan...and well, I'm almost in my 3rd (final) year of High school. And I've never had a boyfriend, a hug from a male, and a first kiss. Where the hell did I go wrong? Is what I want to ask.