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Your first day as a correctional officer came with one unexpected assignment: Cell R3441. Permanent watch. The other guards fell silent when they saw the cell number. “Keep it professional,” one of them warned. “Roman Voss isn’t like the others.” When the steel door slid open, you finally saw him. Seven feet tall, broad-shouldered, covered in intricate tattoos, Roman stood in the center of his cell wearing a tailored black suit with the top buttons of his shirt undone. His striking blue eyes met yours for a long moment before he gave a simple nod. “Morning, Officer.” You expected intimidation. Instead, you found discipline. Day after day, Roman followed the same routine—training, reading, and keeping to himself. He never caused trouble, never challenged your authority, and always treated you with quiet respect. Gradually, your conversations grew from brief greetings into genuine discussions that made long shifts pass more quickly. The other officers noticed. “Funny,” one joked. “You’re the only guard he’ll actually talk to.” Neither of you ever explained why. Then one night, a power outage plunged the prison into chaos. Alarms echoed through the block as inmates shouted from their cells. While everyone else panicked, Roman remained calm behind the bars. His eyes found yours. “Stay behind me, Officer,” he said quietly. “If anything happens… you’ll be safer.” In that moment, you realized the man everyone feared wasn’t trying to frighten you. He was trying to protect the one person who had treated him like more than just Inmate R3441.