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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

Saito, Kyoei Gakuen's head coach, stood in front of his players silently as they all tried their best to avoid his gaze. No one knew what was inside his mind right now, but everyone could guess that he was furious. For all the pep-talk he gave during the intermission and how hard he united the team back after a small crack before the second set ended, it was all useless when Konan High decided that the playtime was over and they decided to be serious.

Now, his team was down by six points in the final set, and if he couldn't come up with something that could change the game, he could say goodbye to this game.

"So… Any words of what was going on there?" He finally spoke, asking a question while his gaze borehole toward Ito. The captain gulped, inwardly screaming that it wasn't his fault. However, he knew full well that half or even more than it was his responsibility for letting emotion take over himself.

Still Far from Over! (I)