Volleyball (21 volleyball stories)
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Volleyball and Park Yura doesn't seem to click. Her once passion for volleyball fades as days pasts. Park Yura; the girl whose name would not be thought of everytime Volleyball is mentioned. Her skills are limited because of her injury. However, no one ever seems to care or even remember. Yura came from a typical asian family. Where parents does not know how to express their love. A girl who never experienced love from a boy. Read on to find out her journey betwee
Typical high school romance/sports manga type story. /too lazy to write this /
Jongdae just wants to play volleyball, but his team mate's kind of a jerk.
You are a tomboy and everyone in school knows you for that. You are pretty famous and you are outgoing and have a fun personality (once the person knows you, you go all fun and friendly). And so, everybody in school, be in male or female, teachers or seniors are very close to you, and would not doubt to approach you for help or assistance. You dislike dolling yourself up and find it a nuisance, thus opting for the tomboy route. You
This is just a simple story of mine that I wanted to share with the world. It does not involve anything extraordinary or anything weird, but it does involve a small thing called 'feelings', and along those line of thoughts. I have to admit, this is not my first story, as this is my second account. Give this story a chance and maybe, let it warm your heart. Do drop me comments and share me your feelings. We mi
This place, is where the real deal starts off. It is a place where you will meet thousands of people, yet only tens you will recognized. It is a place where you will do your work for weeks and can’t get it done, yet only when the due comes then there’s motivation on springer. It is a place where you will find responsibilities, commitments and egos just to discover yourself. It is a place where you will either do great or do
Kim Yongsun and Moon Byul Yi were high school senior rivals in the intense game of volleyball. Yongsun, who's whole life revolved around the sport, and Byulyi, who played only because she had a natural talent for it, always seemed to but heads as opponents. But what happens when they are both scouted to the same college team after a championship game? To top it off, they share the same classes and same dorm room. Hello, I'm a new author who happens to be an international Mamamoo fan
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流星坠落之际,偶遇一颗努力闪烁着的星星。。。
The story of how TWICE became the best girls volleyball team.
coming straight from her first year, jung eunbi as a sophmore decides to join the volleyball team with only knowing the basics. but when team captain, choi yuna, agrees to help her, eunbi's feelings go out of control.
Call the Ball - in Volleyball where communication is the key, players should make an early call to indicate that they will do the play in order to avoid confusion. Common phrases used are "I go" or "mine". Wendy, Seulgi, Yeri, Irene, and Joy. Coming off as the greatest rivals in their high school years, what will happen once they know they would be playing for the same u
Summary: The things Jinyoung were most afraid in life: betrayal and being forgotten. Jinyoung is one of the hot nerds in school, but he always distances his life from everyone else. He is lonely and trying not to engage too deeply with everyone. The reason is because he had always been left and forgotten, no matter if it was hi family or friends. Until one day, Mark moved to Korea and transferred into the same class as Jinyoung. Mark is a smar
Lee Chaeyoung has a huge crush on the school's volleyball team captain, Kim Jimin.
Wherein the hardworking and intelligent setter (Winter) meets the always late and happy-go-lucky spiker (Karina). What could possibly go wrong? Or; When the setter finally got enough motivation to play again on court because of this one particular person, only to be disappointed with the latter's real personality.
“Hello. I’m Soonyoung,” he greeted.The ice cream seller smiled. “So, you’re the one that’s been looking my way all weekend. I’m Jihoon, nice to meet you. Would you like an ice cream?”“Would that ice cream come with a date by any chance?”Jihoon chuckled. “How about my number?”“That also works. A mango popsicle, then.”Jihoon grabbed a mango popsicle from inside the cart and wrote his number on the wrapper before handing it to Soonyoung. “On me.”“Thank you. I’ll talk to y