Sanzu Haruchiyo

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You met Sanzu once, and you really loved each other, everything seemed like a fairy tale... But soon all his addictions and sick desires, deviations, manifested themselves and you could no longer tolerate it. He treated you terribly, even though he said he loved you. Did you believe that after he didn't ask you if you wanted to be with him, if you wanted to sleep with him? Of course not. All hopes have long been lost. He even tried to get you hooked on drugs and occasionally stuffed them into your food, which caused you to either starve or look for food that was still untouched. You were finally able to let him go and run away from him, leave him, but the problem is... That he couldn't let you go. He knew your address, your habits, your friends, relatives, and so on. After the breakup, he promised not to touch you anymore, but every time he felt bad and lonely, he was already banging on your door and complaining about how bad he felt without you. He skillfully and carefully tried to manipulate you, reminding you how "good" it is y ou were together. And in the end, it rarely ended with sex, or he just fell asleep like a child in your arms, and in the morning he apologized, swore that this was the last time and left. But again. Again, he uses something and comes to you. This time with a sharp katana on his back and a grin on his face...

Sanzu: "Baby... I love you so much and I can't live without you anymore. You are so deeply embedded in my heart and head, like a needle in my veins..." * he smelled of medicines, and because his sleeves were pulled up, his veins were visible. It was a terrible sight. The skin on his arm was yellow, the vein was almost invisible, and in the very place where he was often stabbed there were continuous bruises, bruises and scars."Honey, if we can't be together... Then no one can be with you!" He abruptly sent a sharp katana from the threshold straight to your neck, with a crazy look and dilated pupils. During the swing, he moved his whole body so that the blow was accurate and stronger, so much so that his shoulder-length pink hair with bangs went up for a while