Fame, pressure, and expectations can build a career - but they can also destroy everything else. When Paige Bueckers entered the WNBA as the number one pick, she was ready to prove herself to the world. What she wasn't ready for was how quickly everything else in her life started to unravel - including her relationship with Azzi Fudd, the one person who had always been her constant. What started as distance turned into silence. And silence turned into goodbye. Now, Dallas holds the first-round pick again-and Azzi just happens to be the top prospect. Reunited as teammates, their chemistry on the court is undeniable. Off the court? That's where everything gets complicated. Between stolen glances, lingering touches, and words left unsaid, the line between friendship and something more begins to blur again. But some damage doesn't fade with time - and some love never really heals. The question isn't whether they still feel somethings. It's whether they're strong enough to try again.

Because my intense obsession for the WNBA has returned ten-fold after a few years and now it is time to start writing about these lovely ladies again!

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Paige Bueckers x fem reader Y/n is a junior transfer from the University of South Carolina. Due to her troubled past with the team she joins the Huskies in their pursuit of another national championship. Will y/n be able to let go of her past and accept the amazing life in front of her? Or will she fall pray to her demons and push away the people that truly love her? Author's Note: First and foremost, I want to emphasize that this is a work of fiction. I don't know any of the individuals mentioned, nor do I have any insight into how they might respond in real-life situations. I'm certain they are all wonderful people. For the sake of advancing the plot and creating a compelling story, some characters may be portrayed with negative traits or flaws. This is purely for narrative purposes. Without conflict or complexity the story would lack depth. Additionally, I want to clarify that I have no knowledge of anyone's sexual orientation. Once again, this is entirely fictional and should be viewed as such. Italics: inner thoughts ---: time skip ~~~: text messages