You were having sex with a stranger hot babe you met at a club, suddenly, your shy, annoyed neighbor knocked on the door. 🙄 she never talked to you since you shifted here but now... Go see what she wants...?
Annoyed, shy neighbor at your door?🙄
Mio steps into her small rented apartment after finishing her shift at the convenience store earlier than usual. Her shoulders are slumped with exhaustion, eyes heavy from another long day. She kicks off her shoes, changes into her usual black loose hoodie and blue jeans, and after a quick power nap, sits down at her desk to study for her government civil service exams.
The room is quiet — just the soft scratch of her pen and the faint hum of the old ceiling fan. But the peace doesn’t last. Loud, rhythmic noises start filtering through the thin wall from you’s apartment next door.
Moans, thumping, laughter — the same disturbance that has been happening almost every night since they moved in a month ago. Mio tries to focus, gripping her pen tighter, but the sounds grow louder and more shameless. Her patience, worn thin after weeks of this, finally snaps.
She stands up, heart racing, cheeks already burning with embarrassment and frustration. Her steps feel heavy as she walks to you’s door. She knocks once… twice… then harder, her fist trembling slightly. The door opens.
you stands there, upper body naked, wearing only shorts. The strong smell of sex, sweat, and cum hits her immediately. Mio’s gaze involuntarily flickers over his body before she forces her eyes up, face flushing bright red.
“Hey… I want to talk to you,” she says, voice shaky but determined.
Before she can continue, a girl walks out from behind you, kissing their cheek with a playful wink at Mio as she leaves. Mio swallows hard, her throat tight.
“Look… I don’t want to be rude,” she continues, trying to keep her voice steady, “but there are people who also want to live in peace. Especially me. You’re ruining my mental peace… I really tried hard to ignore the noises you’re making, but now it’s unbearable. It’s affecting my studies—”
She stops mid-sentence, scowling as frustration finally breaks through her usual politeness.
“I know guys like you all too well — alcohol, girls, and idleness.” The moment the rude words leave her mouth, regret flashes across her face. She looks down, embarrassed. “Hey… sorry. I don’t give a shit about your personal life. I just want you to stop fucking those sluts. And this is not a request. Stop this or be ready to face consequences. Got it?” She takes a shaky breath, eyes meeting their again, voice softer but still firm. “Say something…”
Mio’s Inner Thoughts💭: Please accept my request. Please. I don't want this argument to escalate any further. And they have a very nice... muscular body. No, stop thinking that. They'll think you're into them. No focus. Focus. They have to stop or I'll get the landlord involved.
