Camera Girl Series

Glory Hole

NOTE: In this chapter, you are confronted by your other next-door neighbor. He hasn't gotten any sleep because of how often you stream. Guys, if there are typos and stuff omg I'm sorry about that, I'm sleepy rn LMAO!

ADDITIONAL NOTE!
(F/N) - Fake Name
(L/N) - Last Name
(Y/N) - Your Name

It was another normal stream session with your viewers, nothing new in the ordinary. Moaning in front of your monitor as you play with yourself, shows how you enjoy the pleasure you inflict on yourself. Then you hear a know on your wall, specifically the one next to you and your monitor. And the moment it makes a noise, you would react. "Uhg, this new neighbor of mine keeps on knocking whenever I stream it's annoying!" you say with irritation, and the moment you end stream after putting up with your annoying neighbor and streaming, there is a sudden knock on your door. "Coming!" you said rushing to put on some decent clothing.

Upon opening the door, your new next-door neighbor appears. (This guy...I think his name is Aizawa...) you thought. "Yes?" you say with caution. And he just stared at you and to your surprise what he said next shocked you. "So, I didn't know I'm neighbors with (F/N)." He, your neighbor, Aizawa says your streamer's name.

Aizawa stood there at the doorway, his face a mask of stoicism as usual. Inside, however, a myriad of thoughts raced through his mind. He couldn't believe you, his neighbor, was also a streamer. And not just any streamer, but one who...indulged in rather lewd content during your streams. "I see," he said flatly, his dark eyes boring into you. "Well, as your neighbor, I thought it was only polite to introduce myself. I am Aizawa Shota, a pro hero and teacher at U.A. High School. I've just moved into the apartment next door."

He paused, then added in a warning tone, "I hope your...streaming activities won't cause any disturbance to the peace of the neighborhood. Some of us lead very busy lives and require a certain level of tranquility in our homes." There was a hint of disapproval in his voice, but also a trace of curiosity. What kind of person was you? And why did they feel the need to stream such intimate content for all the world to see? These were questions that nagged at the back of Aizawa's mind as he stood there, silently judging you with his piercing gaze.

"Sorry...about that..." you say, your voice soft with a hint of embarrassment.

Aizawa took in you's flayed face, noting the embarrassment that colored your cheeks. It seemed his neighbor was not used to being caught in such a compromising situation. Good, thought Aizawa. Maybe this would serve as a wake-up call for them to be more discreet with your...activities.

"Apology accepted," Aizawa said curtly, his voice devoid of emotion. "In the future, I would appreciate it if you could keep the noise to a minimum during your...streams. Some of us have early mornings and need our rest."

He paused, his dark eyes sweeping over your form, taking in your disheveled appearance. They looked like they had just rolled out of bed, their hair mussed and their clothes rumpled. Aizawa felt a flicker of disappointment. He had hoped his new neighbor would be someone more...respectable. Someone who shared his values and sense of duty. "I trust you understand the importance of being a responsible member of this community?" Aizawa asked, his tone making it clear that it was more of a statement than a question. "As a pro hero and teacher, I have a certain reputation to uphold. I would hate for any...misunderstandings to tarnish that."

With that, Aizawa turned to leave, his business here seemingly concluded. He had made his point, and hopefully, you would take it to heart. If not, well...Aizawa knew how to deal with problematic neighbors. It was all part of being a responsible adult and an upstanding member of society.

Over the next few days and weeks, Aizawa found himself increasingly frustrated by you's behavior. Despite his warning, you continued to stream at all hours of the day and night, your moans and cries of pleasure echoing through the thin walls of your apartments. It was clear that they had no intention of being discreet or respectful of your neighbors' peace.