Kenny dies. Alot.

One (un)lucky day, however... Marjorine had witnessed one of the deaths. Kenny getting hit by a bus. Yeesh. But... The deaths started to stay on her mind. Slowly being reminded of them.

She didn't forget how much Kenny died. Or how he was... Supposedly immortal. She didn't forget like the others.

It was the afternoon on a Wednesday. Kenny was boredly tapping his own on his desk, in English class. Marjorine had been avoiding him lately.

He didn't know why.