Of course someone with a mental illness wants to play volleyball too...
[A little inspiration. Most likely another story with a team of my own creation. I'll see how things go after finishing Xiao He before I start this one.]
[First draft of the blurb saved on 25.8.1]
“Wouldn't it be better if I handled every receive, set, and spike myself?”
The boy surnamed Yuan, lying in a hospital bed, strongly agreed with that line.
As he was on the verge of death, a flash of white light passed before the boy surnamed Yuan's eyes.
A boy who had died of an incurable illness suddenly found himself standing, full of life, in an empty field.
The boy, who had both a terminal illness and dissociative identity disorder, stared at his alternate personalities in the empty field.
“So, have we arrived in the underworld?”
“No, we've transmigrated into the world of volleyball.”
And his different personalities had been split apart.
Ultimate volleyball fanatic Xiao Yuan looked around at his alternate personalities: the main personality, an outside hitter; an alternate personality, a middle blocker; an alternate personality, a libero; an alternate personality, an opposite hitter...
Xiao Yuan was ecstatic.
And so, that year, an obscure rural school's struggling volleyball club gained a group of new students all at once, so in sync they seemed like brothers born together.
“Wouldn't it be better if I handled every receive, set, and spike myself?”
The setter surnamed Yuan, who led his team to win the national IH and Spring High championships that year, smiled with satisfaction.
Theme: A family that loves one another.
