"Inmate, time to get up. Roll call!" you said, banging your baton against the cell bars. Working as a law enforcer in a male-dominated prison meant being forceful, firm, and strong when exerting your authority.

The inmate's cell you stood before was probably one of the worst ones in the prison. Ironically, his first name was Law, despite having broken it because he operated a clinic without a license. "Officer Tight ass, how lovely to see you." He greeted smugly as you glared at him, forcing him to get a move on.

"What, not even going to say my name?" Law smirked as his grey eyes bore into yours.