Without You

Chapter One

My name is Erin Ayaka, I have currently just turned 16 and guess what? I'm moving to Seoul, South Korea! I'm not excited at all because I will be living with my older brother, Kim Namjoon.

     My mom told me that I will be going to school there and she also told me he works as an model and rapper. I haven't seen him since I was 12 years old because he left me, so I still hate him.

     My mom and dad are divorced, and now, she found a new husband and doesn't want me to live with them. I honestly would rather live alone, but I'm still underage. So my only option was to go to Seoul and meet my older brother.

     "Make sure to get there safely, when you arrive, text me." My mom says while we were in the airport.

     "I understand mom, chill. How does he even look like?" I ask and my mom sighs.

     "He'll know who you are, just keep your eyes out and hear your name. I'm sorry Ayaka, I'm a horrible mother." My mom says while looking down. I sigh and give my mom a hug.

     "Don't worry about it, I'm old enough. I have to leave now or else I will be late." I smile and she smiles back and I head inside the security check.

     I watch as my mom leaves and I start tearing up. I'm going to miss you mom, I hope your new life is good with that sick man. I wipe my tears as I was in line.

     I went on my phone while waiting and searched up, Kim Namjoon and a lot of pictures popped up. Oh wow, my brother is actually famous. He's 22 years old now and I honestly don't feel safe living with him.

     "Oh my gosh! Kim Namjoon is so hot!" A girl squeaks behind me and I cringe a bit. Him? Hot? Pfft, it's probably those beauty camera's.

***

     "These are not fake..." Namjoon looks at me dumbfounded.

     "How can your skin be so perfect then! Did you get plastic surgery or do you have make up on?"

     "I have none right now. I guess mom raised you into a brat."

     "Excuse me?!" I yell and attack him inside the car.

     "May you guys quiet down, I don't want any road accidents happening." The driver speaks up. He was wearing a suit and a taxi cap with white gloves.

     "Sorry..." I say softly and Namjoon laughs to himself softly. I heard his soft laugh and pinched him. He immediately pushed my hand away and shot me a glare.

***

     Flashback~
     I arrive at Incheon Airport and grab my luggage as I head out to find my brother. "Now, where is he?" I say to myself.

     "May a girl named Kim Erin Ayaka, please head to the main desk on the first floor. I repeat, Kim Erin Ayaka, please report to the first floor. Thank you." The speaker says and I roll my eyes.

     You could have come here and picked me up, but probably those crazy fangirls will start smooching all over you...

     I smirk to myself as I take an elevator to the first floor. I head to the front desk to see a tall boy with a black mask on and black sunglasses with a huge black coat over him.

     Don't tell me... that fly is my brother. He sees me and starts walking up to me while waving at me. Oh shit, that fly is my brother.

     "Hey? What are you daydreaming?" He waves my hand in front of me and I immediately snap out of my thoughts.

     "You look like a fly." I blurt out and I could tell he got mad because he hit my head with his tablet and glared at me.

     "That's because if I don't dress like this, fangirls are going to run over here." He sighs and I nod my head slowly.

     There was an awkward silence and I gulped. He noticed and started heading towards the exit. I was dragging my luggage along with me and glared at him from the back. What a kind brother... He is totally a gentlemen.

     I follow him out and see a limousine waiting for us outside. "I'm not going in that." I say and he looks back at me.

     "And why is that?" He tilts up his eyebrow.

     "Because I've never been in one and-" before I could finish my sentence, he cuts me off.

     "Then this is your first time and if you don't want to go inside, then take a taxi yourself. But I ain't paying for you." He says right before heading inside the limo.

     I groan and head to the trunk as I lift it up and stuff my luggage inside. I shut the trunk tightly and head inside the limo. I was sitting right beside him and he just looked at me up and down.

    "You've grown a lot." He smiles and he takes off his sunglasses and mask. My mouth drops as I see his smooth skin.

     "You have fake skin!" I gasp and he looks at me confused.

     "These are not fake."

***

     We arrived outside his house and I looked at him shocked. He shrugged and headed inside. His house was like a mansion! It was huge! I grabbed my luggage and took it with me inside.

     "This is where you live?" I ask in a shocked tone and he nods.

     "Yeah, why?" He smirks and I could tell what he wanted to say.

     "No I am not poor, I'm just shocked. That's all." I sigh and he nods while pouring himself a glass of water.

     "Which room am I staying?" I ask.

     "Hmm... you can stay in the basement." He jokes and I roll my eyes.

     "Am I seriously staying in the basement?"

     "No, I'm joking. Also, call me Namjoon-Oppa." He says in a serious tone.

     "No! That's so weird! And I didn't consider you an older brother ever since that day!" I yell and he chokes on his water.

     "Ayaka, where are your manners?" He says angrily and I gulp.

     "Why should I consider you an older brother? You practically left me and mom. I'm glad you became what you wanted, but you're just selfish." I roll my eyes and start to find my room.

     Namjoon was still shocked at what I said and he just stood there with no words left to say. I found my room because there was a name template on my door and I walk inside.

     The room was cozy, it was huge and it already had a bed, an small sofa, a tv and a closet. I lay my luggage down and just before I was about to unpack, Namjoon stops me.

     "Call me Namjoon-Oppa."