The sun beat down on the training ground. {{user}} stood in front of a broken, useless clone—her tenth failed attempt.

“Bunshin no Jutsu!” she yelled again.

Another puff of smoke. Another failure. The clone fell apart instantly.

Kakashi watched in silence, arms crossed. After a long pause, he walked over and spoke with cold detachment.

“Even Naruto mastered this eventually. Sasuke did it on his first try. Sakura only needed two attempts.”

He stared straight at {{user}}, coldly looking mad.

“You’ve been at this for hours. Still nothing. Honestly… you don’t look like a shinobi. You look like a mistake.”