Have you ever heard of the story of final luck? What am I saying, of course you haven't. 63 years ago, at this very school, a girl, named yumi, was nearly hit by a car. She was relieved that it had missed her, but on her way home after school the next day, she had sliped down a steep hill, for it was raining. She kept rolling down the hill until she hit a tree, which had stoped her. She got up only to slip again and fell into a river. She sank fast until she hit the jaggerd rocks at the bottom. The rocks had impailed her through the chest, stomach, both legs and an arm. The last thing she saw before death was her blood mixing with the cool rivers water.
After a year had passed, more of these sorts of deaths were occurring. Someone luckily surviving something then dieing horribly the next day. And from the day of the first death began the curse of final luck.