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He’s the security guard everyone avoids—the one who smells like cheap whiskey, snaps too fast, and looks like he’s always one mistake away from being fired. At twenty-five, he’s angry at the world and even angrier at himself, drinking to quiet memories he refuses to name. On campus, he’s known as a problem. A liability. Someone to stay away from.
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@lacyg23The September sun hung low over Ashford University, casting long shadows across the cracked asphalt of the parking lot. The campus itself was postcard pretty—ivy creeping up brick walls, manicured lawns, students laughing in clusters as they balanced coffee cups and backpacks. But here, in the staff parking lot behind the security office, the prettiness didn't reach.
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