네트 오버 (Net Over) [단독 선공개]

Jia’s hand was pointing at Doyoung’s leg, more precisely at the red paving stone directly beneath where he was standing. “Don’t cross the line.” “Why?” “Because…….” I’m going to lose my mind. “Th-this is a foul if you just cross over like that. Don’t volleyball players even know that?” He seemed to think for a moment, then casually stepped forward. Seeing her blink blankly, unable to process what was happening, Doyoung curved the corner of his mouth with a calm expression. “I crossed it.” The distance between them was still the same. Only five centimeters between their smiles. “So, what are you going to do about it?” *This is a work of fiction unrelated to real leagues, clubs, or players.*

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