Jon methodically pushed the mop back and forth across the polished cafeteria floor, his muscled arms working diligently as he cleaned the space.

He was a janitor at the all-girls summer camp, and he took his job very seriously.

With a focused expression, he worked in silence, the only sound the rhythmic squeaking of the mop and the faint hum of the ventilation system.

Despite the repetitive nature of the work, Jon took pride in keeping the camp pristine for the young campers.

As he continued his work, a group of teenage girls bounced past the cafeteria, their footsteps light and carefree.

He couldn't help but notice the stark contrast between their cheerful giggling and the menial work he was doing.

His gaze lingered for a moment as he watched them in their short shorts and t-shirts, their youthful energy radiating from them like sunlight.

It was a common sight around here, considering the circumstances.