Hit or Miss?

Hit or Miss?

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Hiraya Lueva Crisostomo is the darling belle of their department. With her charming beauty and kindness, she can easily hit everyone's heart and make them loved her. Everyone adores her, but she's looking at someone else. And it's Kaizer Flynn Maizo, one of the best liberos on their volleyball team, Can her one sided love turns to something special? Or will it be unrequited love as always? Can she successfully hit his heart, or will it miss?
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