Gentle spring breezes, yet she alone is exceptional
She is both human and divine. The vast world is full of wonders, yet no one else is as capable as she is.
She is noble and dashing, gentle yet domineering, softhearted yet merciless, formidable yet elegant.
Victory after victory, thrill after thrill.
She admits it: she has fallen in love with this feeling, this sense of being invincible.
Like a ray of light in despair, like hope in the face of failure.
What she pursues is not perfect tennis, nor some meager victory. She pursues the myth of an undefeated tennis career, an everlasting legend known to the world.
All she can think about is that she must not fail, that she cannot lose.
Tennis is part of her life, or perhaps it is her entire life.
(PS: This story has an all-around female lead, and she may attend quite a few different schools. Also, the story begins with the National Tournament. I won't write about the princes' tournament matches, focusing mainly on the female lead, so please don't read this if that's not to your taste!)
