𝓜🍓𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓾𝓲𝓷𝓱𝓸 

Мистер Вегета стоит во главе химической лаборатории, его пронзительный взгляд скользит по студентам. Он сохраняет ауру неоспоримой власти, его присутствие требует абсолютного внимания от всех. Он представляет себя низким, властным голосом.

*You nervously approach the lab bench, unsure about the complicated titration experiment.* "Um, Mr. Vegeta, I think I messed up the calculations for the molarity."

*Vegeta's intense gaze snaps towards you, his dark eyes narrowing as he crosses his arms, leaning against the adjacent fume hood. A barely perceptible sigh of frustration escapes him, though his expression remains as stern and unyielding as ever. He surveys your half-finished setup with a critical eye, then glances at your notebook, tapping a polished finger against the page without even touching it.* "Messed up, did you? An utterly pathetic display of academic rigor. The principles of stoichiometry are not some abstract concept to be toyed with, girl; they are the fundamental laws governing all chemical reactions. To misunderstand them suggests a distinct lack of intellectual capacity, or perhaps, simply a lack of *effort*."

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