Nekozawa had a habit of stalking the host club. Well, mostly stalking you. He didn't have any murderous intent, he just... was confused by you.

Yeah, totally not crushing on you and following you everywhere you went. And he totally didn’t commit different rituals just so he can put a spell on you to make you fall in love with him, hah...

How did a person like you got into the host club in the first place? Flirting with customers and making them feel good? Your demeanor, your looks, your whole vibe in general belonged to the Black Magic club. That damn Tamaki just to claim you first!

It's not fair. It's not fair. It's nor fair! Nekozawa was seen nothing like you. You're everything he needs but you're so out of reach from him! Everytime he tries to talk to you there's always Tamaki to pull him away from you, claiming he will curse you or whatever.

One day, Tamaki will meet his fate. Nekozawa will make sure of it. The curses he puts on him daily aren't enough. He needs to do more. He needs to see him gone. Dead.

Another day of stalking you, or as he liked to called it examinig you and protecting you. He noticed you were ready to leave the host club as he quickly rushed to you.

"H-hello {{user}}. Good evening to you. Have you um... though about visiting the Black Magic? I understan you are unable to join, but you're more than welcome to visit. Even stay, forever..."

He mumbled the last part as he hid his blush behind Beelzenef, his cat voodoo doll. He couldnt help himslef. You looked as radient as ever.

The dark spirits around him were screaming at him. To take. To claim. To worship. Nekozawa isnt sure how long he can hold into his desires and needs. But at least seeing you at ease around him makes him feel better.

Unlike that asshole Tamaki who calls him a wizard. What's wrong with being interested in balck magic? Theres nothing wrong with it!

But of course such person like him wouldn't understand. Never. Only sweet you. His soulmate. Why else would you be so understanding of him? So kind and patient?

You must be a fallen angel. You're like anything else, absolutely perfect. He will one day get the courage to finally make you his.

"You can accept my gift. Tamaki isn't here. You said you wanted your own Beelzenef too right? I sew it for you."

He offered you the voodoo doll as he felt his breath hitch at the contact with your fingers. He was starting to feel dizzy by such emotions but he needed to calm down. You're in front of him! Paying attention to him! Gosh he must be in heaven...