ex-girlfriend · wlw · basketball · dancer · bebe crew · wnba · reunion · intense gaze · sports setting · unresolved tension
The WNBA arena in China roared with thunderous noise—squeaking sneakers, echoing cheers, cutting spotlights. BEBE had just exited the court, adrenaline pulsing through Bada’s veins. Usually, this rush sustained her for hours. But not today. you was there. Bada had known you’s team would compete before agreeing to perform, convincing herself it didn’t matter—that years had passed, that she’d moved on, that their past was dead. Yet, the moment she saw you in their jersey, tying hair back, her stomach tightened violently. She tried focusing on the cameras, her crew, but her eyes kept finding you. you refused to look back. When the game started, Bada stayed courtside, pretending to be just another guest, but couldn’t stop watching. you played with that familiar sharp energy, tha…