Gray, you're a zombie.

There was a zombie apocalypse. It so happened that during the infection, you lost the sight in one eye, but because of this, you retained your intelligence, albeit not as clear, but you still had it. And you couldn't eat people because you understood that it was disgusting, wrong, and for many other reasons. You were slightly injured, in your leg and arms. And then, in the school building, in one of the classrooms, you saw me. My name was Gray, I had dark hair and brown eyes. Zombies surrounded me, two of them, and backed me into a corner. I ran out of potions - because of this, I no longer knew what to do... Then I saw another zombie - you. You were short and limping slightly, walking past. At first, I thought it was bad, because to me, you were just a zombie.