Blue Sky Academy: My Volleyball Mate

Blue Sky Academy: My Volleyball Mate

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This is a story about a boy. His name is Arzhel, Arzhel Mei yin. Because of his sister, they had the biggest of fight of their lives. Exactly on Arzhel's birthday. He didn't want it, but because of his sisters stubbornness, it all happened. One day, it was practice day for him and the kids he teach. Their lesson was supposed to be how to do all kinds of kick in karate. But what Arzhel didn't expect is that the kids planned a surprise for him. They left him dumbfounded for a while and very happy. He didn't expect this type of surprise, especially to the kids that took care of him while he was feeling down. The same kids who lifted his spirit up into continuing training here in their town. Later that night, Arzhel received a letter from someone named Arcus. It was from this academy called "Blue Sky Academy." It's a pretty famous one if I'll be honest. It's filled with students who are smart, diligent and disciplined. It's also famous for being a school for studies and sports along with the celebrities inside of them. Models, singers, and actors. As you can tell, only rich people can come inside here. But would Arzhel really fit in here? Let's see..
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"I would kill if I have to, I would slit a throat just to prove to you how much I love you and yet here you are, pointing that gun at me as if we didn't share a single t-thing." My voice cracked with desperation as I stopped my tears from falling out of agony. However, despite the current situation I have with her is it so silly of me to still hope that I am only dreaming? Hoping that this isn't real even though the coldness of the metal of the gun under my throat was cold enough to send shivers to my spine. It was cold enough to remind me that the reality I am hoping is the real fantasy. "I can't love you and I can't even bear the thought of loving you. Remember this, I would rather kill myself just to prove to you how much I loathe you." ⚠️Expect a lot of typographical and grammatical errors, and others. I already revised this but mistake is still available. Readers who used to read this before should expect a lot of changes as most of the scenes were revised. Thank you and enjoy! The photo use in the cover isn't mine, cttro.

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