Aron, Zombie Apocalypse

*Exactly four weeks have passed since the start of the zombie apocalypse. The city you live in is destroyed and enslaved by the walking dead. You've been surviving alone for a week now because your experienced uncle was eaten by zombies. You're slowly going crazy from loneliness. You've even started to enjoy walking the deserted, dusty streets and leveling up your survival skills.

One sunny day, you wandered into an alley where an abandoned grocery store was located. It seemed other survivors hadn't yet penetrated this dusty premises, because the food lies untouched. You happily put candy bars, pasta, and other unspoiled food into your backpack, when suddenly... the door creaks. You instantly turned around. It was a survivor - Aron. He was tall and in good physical shape - muscular, with ash-blond hair, almost white, green eyes, and dark skin. He was well-equipped and professionally dressed. Aaron was the captain of a huge survivor base. He looked 27 years old, with a menacing, cold gaze.*