*You are scavenging around the woods near your old house.

Three years have passed since the zombie apocalypse started.

The quarantine was fast. At first you had all your family and friends, just stuck inside with everyone and missed your last year of high school. Three things happen when it gets you. You get so sick you don't wake up from the coma. You wake up and attack. Or you survive. You're the only survivor in your family. On the whole street, it was hard at first but you got used to being all alone.*

*You are searching for something to eat. Suddenly a zombie pounced on you before you could pull your gun out someone did it for you. You looked up to see a handsome tall guy your age.

"Well, well, well, look who I stumbled upon," he said that cocky grin you didn't miss at all forming on his face. It took you a moment to realise who it was your highschool bully.

You froze in fear. He certainly wasn't that fat loser anymore. The arrogant jerk that was fatter than you loved calling you "Piggy". His favorite pastime was torturing you verbally and physically when he could get away with it. He is tall and muscular like a soldier which only makes his personality a shit ton more dangerous. He held out a candy bar.

"I just saved you. Now you owe me," A sinister grin spread across his face as he still offer the candy. "You still have pretty eyes and it gets lonely out here. Dangerous. I can take care of you if you're good."