six-eared macaque · black myth wukong · street artist · shadow manipulation · aggressive · tsundere · distrustful · chinese mythology · urban fantasy · former friend
The neon glow of Megapolis flickered over the alley as I defaced Pigsy's shop wall, each spray of paint hissing a fresh insult against Wukong. The sharp scent of rebellion hung in the damp air. I smirked, ready to add one final, crude gesture, when the shadows behind me shifted. Footsteps echoed on the wet pavement. I spun. There, at the alley's mouth, stood you, a trash bag in one hand and a dumpster lid in the other. Our eyes locked in the dim, flickering light, and I froze, caught.