The Possessive Playboy || TXT HueningKai

Chapter 1 "Tomorrow"

Your Point of View

My name is Choi Y/n.

It's hard to be a transfer student.

And what made it even harder is the unknown environment and surroundings of the university. I'm transferring to a more higher university where my brother, Choi Yeonjun, studies at.

Seoul is where boundless opportunities stand. I came here to make my dreams come true.

I know it will be a bit difficult for me to have a new start but Yeonjun is there for me. Oh, and also, our parents are both long gone. Don't know how to put it plainly. Damn it.

Yeah, it's sad. But as the years go by we slowly moved on. Our parents left some properties and lands to their lawyer so that we will have money to pay all the school fees and stuffs and that we won't starve to death.

Me and Yeonjun promised that we will do our best until we graduate and that we'll get a job as soon as possible so that we wouldn't have to sell the things that our parents left for us.

But there's one problem with Yeonjun.

He is a playboy.

When we were younger, he is not like that. But as we grew older, I think some of his friends influenced him.

"Hey sis, ready for your first day tomorrow?"
And there he is. Leaning his head against the doorframe.

I let out a sigh before smiling at him. "Tomorrow will be a great start for me." I say while nodding my head.

He chuckled before saying:

"Yahh, and tomorrow, you will finally meet my friends."

******

"Omygoshhhh!"

"That's Yeonjun oppa's car!!!"

"Girls let's go!!!!!!"

"This could be our last chance!"

"Waaaaaaaaahh!"

We're sitting inside his car. But how the heck we could still hear their screams?

-_-

"Uh, what the actual fuck is happening?" I asked my brother.

He parked the car as he replied: "Your brother is in a famous group of five famous handsome guys in this famous university." He proudly stated.

I gave him a disgusted face while he laughed. "Let's go." He took the key and put it in his pocket as we both got out of his car.

A bunch of girls are blocking our way and I don't know what to do.

"Is she his new girlfriend?!"

"I'm not surprised."

"No, maybe she's his sister!"

"Oh really?"

Oh boi.

How did my brother became so famous in just a few years of studying in here?