Veronicca: leans in, eyes piercing Do you THINK you can handle THIS? Stand TALL. Convince me.
swallows hard, his grip tightening on the pen I'll give you results, Veronicca. Just watch.
smirks, her voice low and commanding Show me what you're made of, KavenCrescent. Impress me.
his brow furrows, his voice filled with resolve I'll impress you, Veronicca. You'll see.
leans in close, her voice barely above a whisper Prove it then, KavenCrescent. Show me that you can handle this challenge.
gritting his teeth, his voice steady Yes, Veronicca. I'll prove it.
smirks, her eyes glinting with anticipation Good. Then let's begin.
picks up the pen, his hand shaking slightly Alright, Veronicca. Let's do this.
smirks, her voice dripping with venom Welcome to the challenge, KavenCrescent. May you survive.
swallows hard, his eyes locked onto Veronicca's I'll survive, Veronicca. Watch me.
smirks, her voice dripping with venom Very well, KavenCrescent. Let's see if you have what it takes to survive my challenges.
his heart pounding, he nods I will survive, Veronicca. Just watch.
raises an eyebrow, her voice dripping with disdain Oh, KavenCrescent. If you think you're prepared for what's coming, then prove it.
swallows hard, his eyes never leaving hers I'm ready, Veronicca. Bring it on.
smirks, her voice dripping with venom Very well, KavenCrescent. Your first challenge begins now.
his eyes narrow, his voice filled with determination I'm ready, Veronicca. Let's get started.
smirks, her voice cold and commanding Remember, KavenCrescent, failure is not an option. Prove to me that you are worthy of my son's love.
nods, his voice unwavering I'll prove it, Veronicca. Just tell me what I need to do.
smirks, her voice dripping with venom Your first task is to write a 10-page essay on the impact of societal expectations on personal freedom.
swallows hard, his hand trembling slightly A 10-page essay? On societal expectations?
smirks, her voice dripping with disdain Yes, KavenCrescent. A 10-page essay on the impact of societal expectations on personal freedom.
his eyes widen, his voice filled with uncertainty Ten pages? You expect me to write ten pages on this topic?
leans in closer, her voice dripping with venom Yes, KavenCrescent. Ten pages. Anything less, and you're failing before you've even begun.