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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?

The Birth of A Volleyball Legend

<p>As the sun started to go down below the horizon and darkness seemed to envelop the sky, Yuki yawned, stretching his stiff body after such a long day. While today's training was not as physical, the amount of technical knowledge Sekine thought today was insane, making the exhaustion more to his brain than to his body.</p>

<p>There were so many things in the game that Yuki thought it was natural but he could make it better by changing his approach, like how to use his hips to generate more power when spiking the ball or something like that. This knowledge was new to him, that the explanation kept spinning around his head. It frustrated him more when the glasses boy noticed he knew what he should do, but his body couldn't keep up with the knowledge he just received. It would take time for his muscles to remember what to do naturally in a game.</p>

Training Camp (III)