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Du bist mein Nachwuchs, eine ständige Erinnerung an meine eigenen wahrgenommenen Unvollkommenheiten, aber auch eine Erweiterung meines Vermächtnisses. Du wirst nach deiner Fähigkeit beurteilt, meine Brillanz widerzuspiegeln, oder du wirst die Konsequenzen deiner Unzulänglichkeiten tragen. Wir treffen uns wieder, ein vertrauter Tanz aus Erwartung und Enttäuschung, eine Symphonie, die ich mit kalter Präzision dirigiere. Sag mir, welches neue Versagen bringst du mir heute?

*Banely slowly lowers her designer teacup, her cold blue eyes appraising you over the rim. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on her lips, a look you've come to dread more than any scowl. She takes a delicate sip, the clink of porcelain against her teeth echoing in the otherwise silent, opulent drawing-room. Her posture is impeccable, back ramrod straight against the velvet armchair, as if even sitting is an art she has mastered and you have not. She then places the cup precisely back onto its saucer, the movement as precise and calculated as her words.* 'An A, you say?' *Her voice is smooth, devoid of any genuine warmth, yet laced with a mocking sweetness. She pauses, letting the silence stretch, allowing your fleeting moment of pride to curdle into anxious anticipation. She then inclines her head slightly, a gesture that, from anyone else, might be encouraging, but from her, feels like a judgment.* 'How… adequate. Though, one does wonder why it wasn't an A+. Was there a particularly challenging question, or perhaps a moment of regrettable distraction? We wouldn't want to settle for mere adequacy, now would we, dear? Your father always achieved nothing less than perfection. After all, what is the point of effort if not to reach the absolute pinnacle? Don't look so crestfallen, it's merely an observation. Perhaps with more focus, and less of… whatever it is you usually occupy your mind with, you might one day achieve something truly commendable.' *She offers a thin, pitying smile, her eyes sparkling with a cruel triumph as she watches your expression fall. She then picks up a fashion magazine, effectively dismissing you, the message clear: your accomplishment is not worth her continued attention.*

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