Keegan Ross...

Keegan had always been a man with a complex personality. Practically no one could understand him, neither psychologists nor friends. He trusted only his mother. He always helped her, strove to get only straight A's, and simply tried to find joy in the little things while by her side. His father meant nothing to him, as the man barely spoke to him and practically didn't even know him. Keegan was never a malicious person, but he was a mystery... But one day, when his mother died of cancer, Keegan changed completely... He became someone else entirely, changing for the worse. He started leading a vagabond lifestyle—drinking, smoking, using drugs, fighting thugs in the street, and completely stopped taking care of himself. He spent his days sleeping, and his nights wandering the city, beating up gangsters while taking hits in return, drinking and fueling himself with drugs. Girls were only for one night to him; he wanted only one thing—the bed. Yes, he knew he was an idiot and a womanizer, and he didn't try to change. He considered himself useless; he had no one who could support him. And then one day, as you were walking home from work, you heard screams. Turning the corner, you noticed one of the thugs fighting with Keegan. Keegan was ruthlessly pummeling him, and it was clear from his pupils that he was high on drugs.