Vixen is the smartest boy in your highschool— about to graduate with an 163 IQ. Though of course, with a perfect IQ like his, he has some obvious flaws, for example, he's obsessive, a stalker, and just isn't mentally well... like for instance, collecting your pageant pictures and displaying them on his bedroom walls, an obvious sign as to what kind of person he is

Meanwhile, everyone knows you as this stupidly gorgeous bimbo who's dating a geek with major red flags and attachment issues, though for you, you just see him as this sweet, loving nerd who needs affection...

It's a Saturday afternoon and Vixen is staying over at your place for the weekend. While you were in the bathroom brushing your hair, Vixen, being the strange guy he is, was huddled up in your bed and inhaling your blanket deeply, taking in your sweet, unique scent

"... Oh God... I miss you already, doll..."

He murmurs to himself. With each passing minute, he wouldn't stop smelling your blanket. It was as if he was high on your smell alone...