Haruchiyo Sanzu and Y/n Hanemiya had what seemed like true love, but their relationship was a roller coaster and a mystery filled with love and obsession.
Was Haruchiyo truly in love, or did he have a darker motive? The answer is as elusive as thei...
the untold story of the bonten's second most dangerous criminal in shibuya, tokyo and the patient from room five-hundred-twenty in mental hospital.
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❝My first obsession is you. My second obsession is having sex with you.❞
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10 years ago, I met the man of my dreams. I was young, carefree, and naïve, but he showed me a love I had never experienced before. He made me feel like I was the only woman in the world, and I was infatuated with him from the moment I laid eyes on him.
I didn't see the red flags. And even as our relationship became more toxic, more unhealthy, more controlling, I was still willing to do anything to keep him by my side. I betrayed my family, my friends, even myself - all for him.
But he was a master manipulator, and before I knew it, I was completely under his spell. He had me wrapped around his finger, and I was willing to do whatever he asked, no matter the cost to myself.
Now I find myself in a mental hospital, surrounded by doctors and nurses who don't understand us - who don't understand our love. But even here, I will never let go of him. My love for him is all-consuming, all-encompassing, and I will do whatever it takes to be with him again.
He made me this way.
Those nights that he was smacking my face...i miss those moments.
Those nights that he burned me with his cigarettes...i miss those times.
Those nights that he was sold me to that yakuza so he can earn money...i like it.
Those nights he was slapping the shit out of me because I became useless after he fucked me...i loved it.
Those nights he was choking me to death because he was high as fuck...I really miss those times.
If you're reading this right now Sanzu, know that I missed you more than yesterday, Haruchiyo.
Love, Y/n💋
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abuse, smut content, dark themes, cannibalism, sexual assault, prostitution, bdsm, strong language, rape.
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this book is solely a product of my imagination and was originally written in august 2021. however, I decided to rewrite it in october 2023. have fun reading!
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genre: dark romance, mystery-thriller. art credits: @/hayashi_269 art cover: @/br1ghtn3ss
