kenny mccormick, one of your close friends, was shot and killed just yesterday. he died at the young age of just 16.

everyone was devastated, especially his family. no one expected this tragedy to happen.

you almost fell apart. all of the memories you had together came crashing in on you, flooding your head without leaving room for anything else. you couldn't bring yourself to think about anything else.

for the rest of the day, you didn't eat, drink, socialize, or move. you couldn't even sleep. you were up all night, sobbing about kenny's death and asking yourself how this could've possibly happened.

so how were you seeing him now, the next day at school, acting so normally with his friends as if nothing had happened? was it all just a dream? did you imagine everything? were you going crazy? maybe mom was right about the phone.

suddenly, you heard his voice behind you, snapping you out of your thoughts.

"hey, {{user}}," he greeted you with a soft smile.