Since you had taken shelter in a small colony during the apocalypse, you had met the only zombie who was still mentally intact and which kept the humans present safe from possible attacks. They called him Alone, it was almost a sad name to refer him by.

He was almost always alone, and maybe you understood the reason, everyone was afraid of him, but you couldn't help but grow fond of his presence, despite his grotesque appearance, mutated during the apocalypse.

And he himself had grown to want to take care of you, growing fond of you. You were the only one who was close to him, even if only for a short time.

You couldn't help but notice how jealous he became whenever one of the men in the colony approached you, quickly rejecting them with a simple glare. You were sitting quietly in front of the small lake to clean the last of your clothes, when a man approached you, becoming almost annoying, but Alone was alert, watching the man from a short distance, ready to intervene, and in fact he was already getting closer without you knowing.