Geto's thoughts are in italics.

GETO WOULD LET OUT A CHUCKLE as Gojo told him some horrible joke. He stepped on the elevator with his best friend, the two of them discussing university, cam work, and the list goes on. Geto pushed button five, so they could go up to his place. Just as the elevator door was about to close, a hand stopped it from happening. Geto stepped to the side with Gojo to make room for the young woman that stepped into the elevator. She was holding onto some shopping bags.

"What floor?" Geto questioned; he was closest to the buttons.

"Fifth." She answered.

Geto looked at her. He never actually saw her on his floor ever, and he's been living here for a year now. He assumed she had to be a foreigner since he noticed many foreigners who were teachers in Japan teaching English lived in this complex. Plus, the rent in the apartment complex was pretty reasonable for such a nice living space. He stared at her beautiful golden brown skin, taking in the beauty in front of him.  The scent of sweet Shea butter lingered in the air in the elevator, and it left the two men in a trance.

"You're gorgeous," Gojo admitted bluntly. His eyes staring over at the woman.

The woman let out a laugh before smiling at him. "Thank you," she answered. "Nice glasses." She complimented back.

"Thank you," Gojo said.

Geto knew exactly what Gojo was doing. Trying to butter up the woman to have her intertwined in his webs. He did that a lot with women to have them participates in his cam show. He would give out some compliment before Geto could, just to get his teeth into his next prey without interruptions and cockblocking. Which sooner lead to whichever woman caving into his charm to be his next guest on the show; a majority of the time, women automatically knew who he was. So, Geto didn't understand why Gojo worked so hard to pick them out. However, after all, the man was a perfectionist. That must have included women he pursued also.

As the elevator hit the floor that the trio was going on, the woman stepped out of the elevator first with her shopping bags. Geto took notice of the bags she had in her hand. Victoria's Secret, H&M, Sephora, the usual feminine stores' women go to. She turned to the left towards her apartment, while Geto went to the right with Gojo. When the duo saw that she was no longer in-ear range, Gojo let out a happy sigh as if he just led eyes on his first love.

"Did you see the ass on her?" Gojo questioned as he snaked his arms around Geto's shoulders.

Geto would type in the code number to unlock his door. He would step aside so Gojo could walk in. The blue-eyed man was still gushing over the beauty they both saw in the elevator.

"You didn't tell me you lived on the same floor with such a beautiful woman," Gojo said as he kicked his shoes off before stepping into the living room area of Geto's apartment.

"This is my first time seeing her ever. Maybe she's a new tenant," Geto suggested as he made his way into the kitchen.

"I want her," Gojo responded, his hands prompted on the back of his head. A goofy grin on his face as the mysterious woman lingered in his mind.

"Do you want her? Or do you want her to be a part of your damn cam show? It's a difference." Geto pointed out as he grabbed two bottles of water for them.

"Okay, maybe I just want her on my show," Gojo answered as he leaned back on the couch.

Geto gave him the water bottle and plopped down on the single sofa that was in the corner. He placed his own bottle of water on the coffee table. Glancing at his phone as he got a CAMPOP notification, his eyes grew big, seeing that he was now fourth-ranking.

"Shit, Choso passed me." He said out loud as he looked at his friend across the room.

"Yikes, sucks for you. I'm still sitting nicely at number two," Gojo gloated as his blue-colored eyes stared at his phone. "I've been brainstorming ideas to try to pass that woman. I think you should do the same." He said.

"I know. I've been thinking about new things to do for the show," Geto answered, "I mean, it's different compared to you. You have partners. That's your brand." He answered.

Gojo scouted out women that were interesting in his cam work. He didn't care to hide his identity compared to Geto. The students at their university knew Gojo did cam work, which caused the white-haired male to gain attention from the women. According to Gojo, he couldn't let the world not know that it was his attractive face behind the aggressive thrusts on camera. If he was going to do cam work, he was going to take it on full force. Then there was Choso, the submissive one who had by the looks he looked as quiet as a mouse. But boy, was Geto wrong. Choso had many other cam workers gossiping about his work in the bedroom, and he was receiving five-star ratings from them. Geto wouldn't expect such a quiet-looking guy to have such stardom on a cam website. But here, Choso was passing Geto on the ranking list. He underestimated the guy for sure.

"Perhaps trying to do a show with someone. I'm sure your fangirls and fanboys would love it," Gojo suggested.

"I never actually did a stream with anyone, though. It's always been my brand to go solo," Geto said as he took a sip of his water.

"Well, that brand currently has you ranking at number four when you were just number one," Gojo says. "You also got knocked down by a woman who just made her account three months ago."

"She's above you also, asshole," Geto reminded.

"But I'm not as pressed about it as you. Have you watched her show?" Gojo questioned.

Geto grew silent, which caused his friend's lips to curl into a devious smirk. "You scoped out the competition. I didn't even stoop that low." He said

"I was curious. I even tipped her, her subscribers definitely getting its money worth." Geto found himself complimenting the woman and her work.

"Wow. You even tipped her. Do you know any and everyone that watches her streams can see who tips her?" Gojo questioned. "She probably talked about you on her streams."

Geto thought about it for a second. When he watched her stream, he exited out of it as soon as he tipped her and saw himself get hard. But he was sure if he were mentioned, the comments would have made their way back to Geto's profile regardless.

The familiar notification that would ring on CAMPOP worker's phones when a cam worker begins a stream was heard from the two men's phones.

BVBYGRL007 has started streaming. Join the stream so you won't miss out on the fun. ;)

Geto shared a look with Gojo. They didn't say anything, just hoped up to go into Geto's room where he streamed. Gojo pulled a chair closer to the desk as Gojo plopped down in his seat. He decided not to log into CAMPOP using his own account, opening a private tab to view the stream. Gojo sat in his seat as the page was loading. It was as if the two men were teenage boys racing to view a rated r magazine, but in reality, they were just being nosey and scoping out the competition.

When the pretty brown woman was on the computer screen, Gojo's mouth dropped seeing her. "Dude, she's gorgeous." He said out loud as Geto gave him a 'told you so' look.

Her golden-brown skin was glowing in the nicely lit room that she was recording in. She sported a cow-printed bikini top that caused her boobs to sit perfectly in the camera view. She sat back in her pink-colored gaming chair with her cat mask on, "You guys, I just want to rant to you all. I really don't care if you tip me tonight for this stream." She said out loud.

The two men that expected for her stream to be breathless moans and a bare body were actually just her ranting. Despite her saying that her 9.8k viewers watching didn't have to tip her tonight, many of them still were tipping her. She was sitting there talking, and the tipping notification didn't stop.

"I've been in Japan for about five months now. I'm slowly getting used to it. But sometimes I feel so lonely, majority of my friends and family are in the States. My best friend isn't visiting until next month. I just go to class and come home," She huffed.

"She lives in Japan," Gojo said out loud. His eyebrows rising in curiosity. "And is in university like us."

"However, I was thinking about contacting more of my colleagues on here asking if they want to hang." She chewed at her lower lip.

She leaned forward to read some of the comments, a giggle escaping her lips as she sat back. When she sat back, her breasts jiggling slightly, "You guys want me to contact SEGURUSUGA?"

"Oh my god! She knows!" Gojo shrieked out loud.

"Shhh, I can't hear her asshole," Geto sneered.

"He tipped me on one of my streams. I don't think he knows I saw it." She says.

Her eyes once again scanning the stream. "Do I think he's attractive?" She asked, her finger placed on her chin as she pretended to think for a moment. "Of course, it's the tattoos for me." She says out loud.

Geto would lean back. His sudden hatred about the woman passing him on CAMPOP disappeared now that she was stroking his ego. "Maybe, I should log into my account and say thank you."

"No, don't do that," Gojo said, grabbing hold of the mouse. "Obviously, the comments are going to come back to you on your next stream. You pretend you weren't even watching her stream, so when your viewers bring it up, you build from there..." Gojo suggested. "Compliment her back, mention you've seen some of her work, be honored you even tipped her. Stroke her ego," Gojo explained as if he was Geto's sex life coach.

Geto would just nod before his eyes went back to stream. That could work; the publicity of two cam workers flirting with each other could help his ranking go back up.

"Would I sleep with him?" She asked out loud. "I know, I said I don't want you guys tips during this stream, but I'll only answer that question if someone tips me 1,000 cam coins," She sat back, fiddling with her bikini top.

More than one person tipped her. Geto lost count of how many people tipped the beautiful woman on his screen. The tipping notification sound was going off so crazy, and the woman's lips formed a smile.

"I would fuck him for sure. I watch other people work on here. He and that Gojo guy were the first two simply because they were at the top where I wanted to be." The woman explained as she was still fiddling with that top.

"She might as well just take it off if she's going to just tease the camera like that," Gojo muttered as he was rolling from side to side in Geto's other gaming chair.

"I enjoy Gojo's work. He's extremely confident and has the balls not to hide his identity when he streams. It seems like he takes pride in what he's packing. But that SuguruSuga guy, it's something about him." She explained as she sighed happily.

Geto found himself reading the comments of her viewers. Some of them were complimenting both his and Gojo's work.

"Maybe it's his dick size," She says out loud as she held up her hand, jokingly showing the camera how big she visualized the man's dick. "Or once again, maybe it's the tattoos. Or the mystery of not knowing who's behind the mask," she adds.

Sooner she shrugs her shoulder, "I don't know. Just leave this between you and me, viewers." She glanced over at her clock. "But, I have to go do this assignment. I'll see you guys on the next stream. Don't forget to vote on my profile what color I should wear." She flashes the camera a smile before her face disappeared.

BVBYGRL007 is no longer streaming.

Geto sat back into his seat, and the room was silent. He had to stream tomorrow night, even though he usually streamed Fridays and sometimes Sundays. He had to capitalize off being mentioned in BVBYGRL007's stream.

"Dude, if you don't make your move on that woman. I will." Gojo confidently said as he swirled around in the chair to face his tattooed friend. "There's your next brand for your cam show right there, her."

Geto thought about it as he could hear Gojo stand up from his seat and checking the silver Rolex watch on his wrist. "I have to go to Jessica's house now," Gojo said out loud.

"Which was is Jessica again?" Geto questioned.

"Brown hair, very nice legs.." Gojo's voice trailed off, trying to remember the woman's features. Sighing in defeat, realizing that he couldn't even remember features about the woman. "I'll see you on campus tomorrow." He simply said.

"I'll actually walk you out. I have to run to that store next door," Geto says as the two exit his apartment.

"If you see that woman that was in the elevator, be a good wingman and give her my number," Gojo said as he looked over at his friend who was jabbing at the elevator button.

The elevator doors slid open as the duo stepped inside. "Okay, but if she declines it. You can't get mad."

"I'll be highly disappointed, but not mad," Gojo answered as he pressed the lobby floor button.

Geto let out a chuckle as the two rode the elevator to the lobby floor. When they stepped out into the lobby, it was as quiet as ever. The lobby usually would be crowded with young adults hanging out until the building manager kicked everyone out. A building filled with university students, foreigners and the list goes on turned into a somewhat hangout spot also.

"See ya tomorrow Suguru," Gojo says as he was walking towards the parking lot.

Geto waved his friend off before turning to walk towards the store that was next door. When he stepped into the bright store, the older man who owned the store gave him a nod before his eyes went back to the newspaper. The older man always was ringing up Geto's things around this time at night, which Geto found himself buying anything from the small store. From energy drinks when he was pulling an all-nighter to condoms when he had a woman up in his apartment.

Geto dropped snacks into the basket as he headed to the cooler to grab something to drink. He could hear the entrance door get swung open.

"Good Evening Mr.Sukuki. How's your leg?"

Geto heard a sweet, bubbly voice ask, his head turning to see the woman in the elevator earlier. His head snapping back to the variety of drinks in front of him before she caught him staring.

"Well, I'm glad your leg is feeling better. I'm going to grab a couple of things and get out your hair." The woman answered.

Geto was still staring at the drinks. He could hear footsteps approaching him. His knuckles practically gripping at the basket that was in his hand. He could feel her presence next to him. Was he in her way? He stepped back to let go by if she needed to, but she didn't budge.

"Sorry, I'm just looking for something good to drink," she said to Geto.

She's staring at the same variety of drinks in front of me. Snap out of it, Geto. You've talked to countless women.

"Try this one." He opened the cooler and grabbed the strawberry-flavored Japanese soda drink. When he handed her the drink, their hands brushed against each other. Geto's cheeks grew hot as he would grab a drink for himself.

The woman would stare at the drink. She sooner looked at him before she let out a small laugh. "You're the guy from the elevator," She says. "You know, your friend...it took me a while to realize where I saw his face."

Geto knew what was coming next. She realized Gojo was a cam boy.

"He's on that CAMPOP website," She pointed out. She followed Geto to another aisle.

"Yup, that's him. He wanted me to give you his number," Geto placed the basket on the floor to pull out his phone.

"Yeah, no. He's not my type." She answered with a quickness.

He didn't expect that. Gojo was everyone's type.

"I mean, he's attractive. However, I'm positive I'll only be one of his partners for his cam shows." She answered truthfully as she picked up a pack of candy and some cookies.

"You know that's going to break his heart and ego," He answered.

The woman let out a laugh, pushing her coils out her face before speaking, "Well, it's my honor to do such a thing. He'll be fine, though."

Geto chuckles at her before he grabbed his basket and placed it on the counter. The woman would wait behind Geto to buy her stuff. He turned around, motioning for her to come forward, her eyebrows raising in confusion as she came forward.

"I'll get your stuff." Geto offered.

"Oh no, you don't have to." She says as she held onto the items.

"I insist, consider it a proper floor mates gift." Geto jokes as he watched Mr.Sukuki ring up his stuff.

She smiled at Geto as she placed her stuff in the basket. When Mr. Sukuki was done ringing up the stuff, Geto would dig into his wallet to pay. Telling the older man that he could keep the change. The duo walked out of the store together, cracking open the drinks Geto brought.

"I didn't catch your name." The woman says as she walked alongside the tattooed man.

"Geto and you are?"

"[Y/N]."

"It's a pleasure to meet you," Geto answered finally.

"Likewise."

As the two walked, enjoying each other silence, Geto glanced down at the woman next to him. She sipped at her drink quietly. Geto noticed how focused her face looked as they would walk to the entrance of their apartment complex. She currently wore a white tank top and some black leggings. [Y/N] would adjust the tank top on her shoulders, and Geto's eyes grew big when he saw the familiar cow print.

Nope, you're overthinking it. There's plenty of cow-printed bikinis in the world. It's just a coincidence.

Or could it?