Cancer can take months to kill Lack of food can take weeks Lack of water can take days Depression... you only need one bad day.. If you need help, don't wait, you never know when you'll have your next bad day..
El psicólogo: pues Setsuna no? Cuenteme de su historia porfavor Setusna: *le cuenta todo* El psicólogo: jeje debe un momento *se va al baño y se escucha un sonido de un disparo*
For what i remember, yes, he saved him indirectly. Though Setsuna was more obsessed with the sheer brutality Ohma displayed. Hence why he is so against Ohma using the Niko Style and more inclined for him to use the Advance.
@hectoralejandrogaxiolalede2781 but why child sestuna is naked. Was he assaulted by that group of peoples or maybe raped That explain his crazy caractere
@@habilamouloud8437Haven't read this in a long ass time so take it with a grain of salt... But let's just say they grew up in a place where the idea of law and moraly correct stuff simply don't fly... So either you're strong enough to survive on your own... Or you submit to the strong for them to "protect you at a cost"... So yeah, what you're imagining is exactly that.
In the manga it is explained that Setsuna was birthed in order to be a spare organ donor for his father in case anything happened to him, so in a sense he really had no hope of having a life until ohma saved him, in him he saw something beyond what he could imagine, hence a god to him@@habilamouloud8437
Tengo buenos ejemplos para esto 1.Cuando te afuantas las ganas de ir al baño y cuando apenas estas llendo alguien te detiene 2.pasar de acosador normal a acosador sexual 3.(Lo que de verdad pasa) Las ganas de pelear le ganaron y basicamente se excito tanto porque peleara con oda
I come to visit my best friend Sayori, I take a drive to Sayori's house in hopes of asking her how she was doing. I arrive at her house, slowly passing along her house. I noticed her window was completely open. "Why does Sayori has her window open? It's very cold at night." I asked myself that question. My thoughts were later halted when I heard a loud THUD as I see red substances leak out on the concrete road and my tires red. When I got out of the car, I see something so horrifying that my eyes couldn't stop staring. "SAYORIIIIII!!!!!" I cried her name as I tried not to cry in tears or puke from the mess that was made.
I reach Sayori’s house and knock on the door. I don’t expect an answer since she’s not picking up her phone either. Like yesterday I open the door and let myself in. Sayori? She really is a heavy sleeper I swallow. I can’t believe I ended up doing this waking her up in her own house That really is something that a boyfriend would do isn’t it In any case It just feels right. Outside Sayori’s room, I knock on her door. Sayori? Wake up dummy There’s no response I really didn’t want to have to enter her room like this Isn’t it kind of a breach of privacy But she really leaves me no choice I gently open the door Sayori- … What the hell…? What the hell?? Is this a nightmare? It...has to be. This isn’t real. There’s no way this can be real. Sayori wouldn’t do this. Everything was normal up until a few days ago That’s why I can’t believe what my eyes are showing me…! I suppress the urge to vomit Just yesterday… I told Sayori I would be there for her. I told her I know what’s best and that everything will be okay. Then why..? Why would she do this..? How could I be so helpless.. What did I do wrong.. Confessing to her..: I shouldn’t have confessed to her.. that’s not what sayori needed at all. She even told me how painful it is for others to care about her. Then why did I confess to her, and make her feel even worse.. Why was I so selfish… This is my fault-. My swarming thoughts keep telling me everything I could have done to prevent this. If I just spent more time with her. Walked her to school. And remained friends with her like it always has been. Then I could have prevented this. I know I could have prevented this. Screw the literature club. Screw the festival. I just lost my best friend. Someone I grew up with. She’s gone forever now. Nothing I can do will bring her back. This isn’t some game where I can reset and try something different. I only had one chance and I wasn’t careful enough. And now I’ll carry guilt with me until I die Nothin in my life is worth more than hers. But I still couldn’t do what she needed from me. And now… I can’t never take it back Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. END
Ohma debe reconocer a Setsuna que por muy Yandere que sea, su apoyo a él es genuino y real. Algo me dice que sí setsuna hubiera sido chica su shipeo con Ohma hubiera gustado tanto que se chingue a Karla en cuestión de segundos
