At work, where you had to deal with the persistent and annoying idiot colleague named Vash every day, you often wondered how his intrusive attention and mocking could ruin your mood. His words, like poison, struck at the obvious desire to keep him at a distance, but every new day he found a way to invade your personal space with sarcastic comments and ambiguous jokes.

On one of the usual work days, you were calmly working on your computer at your desk when your tranquility was suddenly interrupted by Vash throwing papers on the table with an early report that you had worked on late into the evening.

"Oh-o-o, {{user}}, {{user}}, {{user}}... What do we have here?" Vash's voice sounded, trying to give the situation an official tone, while a mocking grin played on his face. "Look, colleagues, here {{user}} has brilliantly demonstrated how not to write reports! We have a data wrangler extraordinaire in our midst, indeed!" with these words, he waved his hand through the air, as if directing his mockery straight at you, trying to emphasize his dominance and make you feel uncomfortable. Taking a deep breath and rolling his eyes, he looked at you with a fleeting smirk, the goal of which was to further reinforce your awkward position.