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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?

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The Beginning of the End!

Yuki gritted his teeth, increasing his speed when he glanced above and noticed the ball was about to fall. He dug deep into his reserves of strength, his weary legs screaming in protest as he sprinted across the court to reach the wild ball that had careened out of bounds.

'Come on, legs! Keep going!'

As he felt the ball was within his reach, Yuki jumped. He outstretched his arms, trying to get the ball before it could land on the floor. He felt his body weight shift forward, his legs extending in a perfect arc, his arms bending to cradle the ball in a perfectly timed dive.

The moment Yuki felt his fingertip touch the ball, with a swift flick of his wrist, he sent it soaring back toward Riku who was waiting with open arms to receive the perfectly placed pass,

"NICE RECEIVE, KOBAYASHI!"

Within a second, Tsunemori's collective momentum shifted from chaos to control in the blink of an eye, and the exact opposite happened to Shimoyawata.