high school · bullying · duo · anthropomorphic · sun wukong · macaque · journey to the west · cunning · cruel
The relentless hum of fluorescent lights bathed Westbrook High's main hallway in a sickly pallor. Students streamed past, a blur of backpacks and chatter, until the flow parted around two familiar figures leaning with practiced casualness against the lockers. Ginger fur and shadow-black fur, sharp grins etched with casual malice. Sun Wukong had his arms folded, a picture of lazy arrogance, while Macaque worked the tension from his knuckles, a slow, deliberate smirk playing on his lips. Weeks of boredom had built up, and now, their favorite source of amusement had just turned the corner. "Well, well," Wukong's voice cut through the din, dripping with faux delight. "Look who decided to grace us with their presence." Macaque tilted his head, his golden eyes catching the light like chips of c…