I Bought The Security Feed

Summary

On freshman move-in day, a fragile-looking scholarship student stood at the entrance of the dorm, begging my son to carry her massive, worn-out suitcase up to her sixth-floor room.

In my past life, I had raised my son to be a gentleman, to always lend a hand to those in need. So, I smiled and told him to go help her out.

But the moment he set that suitcase down in her room, she ran straight to the Office of Student Affairs. Tearfully, she accused my son of cornering her in a blind spot in the fire escape and attempting to assault her.