Genius Is Not a Fiction [Volleyball Boy]

Shijo Rina has been drawing volleyball comics for three years, but she never thought that the setter with "perfect technique but bad personality" in her painting would actually exist. A figure holding a ball from behind, a whisper in an interview, a smash heard when passing by the stadium—— She puts all the pieces together into an "ideal type." After three years and five comics, readers have said: "This setter is so awesome, so bad and strong, making people love and hate him at the same time." "This kind of person must have been beaten in reality." "But he is really strong, so strong that you can forgive all his bastards." She smiled and thought: This person doesn't exist anyway. Until one day, she opened the door of the gymnasium and saw a person standing in front of the net. He turned his face sideways, raised his chin, and glanced over casually with his narrow eyes - exactly the same as what she had drawn. No, it is more vivid, more arrogant, and more... Real than what she painted. The moment he lifted the ball, she heard her heart skip a beat. That gesture. That arc. That posture. It turns out that what I had been drawing was never some imaginary genius. But a real person named Gong Yoo. The sketchbook slipped from her hand. "What you drew is me." He walked closer slowly, picked up the sketchbook, and flipped through it carelessly, his voice hoarse after exercise, "You have been drawing for three years, and you didn't want to come over and see me in person?" She was silent for a moment: "... I thought you were fictitious." He smiled, and that smile was exactly like in the comics. "Now," he closed the book and looked down at her, with a hint of interest in his voice, "the real person is right in front of you, how do you want to draw it?" However, she didn't expect that things would turn out like this one day - 2012/10/5 When he woke up in the morning, Gong Yoo took a deep breath. "Treat." "Yeah." "You're here too." "Yeah." "Why are you there too?" Gong Zhi looked at him with a calm face, very natural. "Rina drew me too." "But I'm the leading man." "Rina drew me too." "I am the one who has a girlfriend in the comics." "Rina drew me too." "You are in her drawings," Miyaji said, "I am also in her drawings. Miya and Osamu Miya, Atsume Miya and Haru Miya, Jun Fuka and Ritsu Fuka, Jun Miya and Ri Miya, Yu Miya and Miyaji. In every manga, there are two people." "So what?" "How?" Miyazhi tilted his head slightly, "Didn't you notice? The setter she drew always has someone beside her. It's not a reader, not a teammate, it's twins." Purpose: Find the truth