A Villainess at an Aristocratic Beast Academy? The Antagonists Line Up to Propose

[One heroine, multiple love interests + rivalry between suitors + all male leads are virgins + magic] Nan Yingyue transmigrates into a Mary Sue story set at an aristocratic academy, becoming the novel's lovesick female side character. As heir to the throne, she has four fiancés from prominent families. Yet she is madly infatuated with the commoner male lead, who enters the academy as a special-admissions student. She willingly becomes his doormat, eventually giving up both the throne and her life for him. After reading the story, Nan Yingyue is so shocked that her vision goes black. To avoid repeating the original owner's fate, she tries to get closer to her four fiancés. But she never expected them to hate her to the bone. To please the male lead, she humiliates the proud son of a grand duke in front of the entire school. She plucks scales from a possessive black dragon and makes them into armor for the male lead. She gives the male lead all the gifts the haughty little fox gave her. She even takes the sacred staff of the spirit deer clan's saint. Nan Yingyue lives in constant fear, relying on her status as heir to the throne to keep her four fiancés and the male lead from laying a finger on her. She works hard at her studies, hoping to escape this battlefield of romantic rivals as soon as possible. But then... The aloof, chaste son of a grand duke corners her against a wall, his eyes red at the corners. “Please, use me.” The possessive, unhinged marshal's son looks like a giant dog who was abandoned and then taken back in, his eyes glistening. “Sis, I'm more obedient than any of them.” The arrogant, sharp-tongued young lord of the nine-tailed fox clan carefully wipes and puts away the photos he secretly took of her. Sticking out his chin, he stubbornly insists, “I'm only pretending to fall for her. Don't interfere. I have my own pace.” The gentle, scheming saint of the spirit deer clan looks at her pitifully, though a glint flashes in his eyes. “I can't compete with them, Your Highness. Could you spare just a little more of your affection for me?”