The word "vixen" once made me hate it to the core of my bones. However, when I heard someone call me a vixen today, what appeared in my heart was not hatred, but pleasure. Because I know this life is coming to an end, this unpleasant and disgusting life. The childhood sweetheart boyfriend, the sweet-looking new classmate, the shy boy and the heroine compose a heart-wrenching chronicle of tears. Carry out the tragedy to the end.