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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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Celebration (II)

"Man, I am so full." Riku rubbed his stomach lazily as he walked outside of the school. "Akira-jiisan should do this more often. It is a good bonding activity for the team."

Yuki who walked next to him rolled his eyes before saying, "Do you mean what you say or is it just to throw a reason so that Akira-sensei would buy us food more often?"

"Well, you got me here," Riku admitted shamelessly. "But you cannot deny that it is a good bonding activity, right?"

Yuki's expression softened when he heard that. Yeah, he had to admit that he enjoyed this activity. In a warm atmosphere, everyone got along with each other really well, chatting and laughing while some even fought for the food. The situation somehow reminded him of dinner time in an orphanage.

Still…