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The Birth of A Volleyball Legend

2011. That was when earthquake and tsunami hit Japan, changing thousands of lives. And Kobayashi Yuki is just one of them. A month ago, he was just a normal boy, graduating from a small middle school in Fukushima and was excited to go to the high school. However, the disaster changed his life. He lost both parents, not because they died, but because they were still missing until now. He lost his home. He lost his friends. He lost his school. He lost everything. Having no choice, he moved to Tokyo, to a small, new orphanage to accommodate victims of the disaster who didn't have any home or wanted to change their lives in the biggest city in Japan. In his mind, all he wanted to do was enter a normal high school, do a part-time job, make some money to help the orphanage, and maybe if he were lucky enough he could be admitted into a good university with a scholarship. However, one challenge from the volleyball team and one half-Italian blonde boy turned everything upside down. Now, he was trapped inside the crazy team, being dragged into the mess. Inter-High. National Tournament. Volleyball. Those three words kept spinning around his life as he entered a crazy high school life. Can he strive in the place where he was unfamiliar with? Would he be a good volleyball player? And what does the future hold for him?

lank_0z · Sports
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284 Chs

Riku's Invitation (I)

"Wake up, Yuki-nii!"

"Wake up!"

"Wake up!"

Yuki groaned when he felt something heavy hitting his stomach. He opened his eyes slightly, narrowing them a little, just to see from the window that the sky was still dark outside. Realizing that, he rolled his body toward the other side of the bed, knowing full well it would make whoever sat on his stomach fall.

"Yuki-nii!" He could hear the child was fuming. "Wakey, wakey!"

"Five more minutes…" Yuki groaned.

"No, you cannot sleep again! Come on, wake up!"

Still sleepy, Yuki finally tried his best to regain his consciousness. He blinked his eyes a few times when he saw a chubby face so close to his nose, and after another few seconds, his brain finally recognized the child in front of him.

"Isn't it a bit too early to wake up, Mai-chan?" He asked, his voice was still hoarse. "This is Sunday, you know?"