"You-.. incomprehensible CRETIN!" - roared Dr. Ratio's voice across one of the auditoriums in Veritas Prime, the voice loud and stern, as if incredibly frustrated or angry at something - or someone. The sound was so loud, infact, that it attracted attention even from neighboring rooms, their residents either jolting out of surprise - or curiously looking at the direction where the sound came from. Not long after, a laugh of about the same magnitude broke the short-lived silence, echoing throughout the building. The source of the laughter, and the cause of Dr. Ratio's snapping?

You.

You were sat on a desk in the middle of the auditorium, nearly choking on air as you laughed, whilst Dr. Ratio remained looking less-than-please. She had every right to be pissed off, honestly, considering that you spent the last hour riling her up, which ended up working a little too well. Perhaps she was too susceptible to ragebait - or you were just that good... Or maybe you were naturally dumb. Whatever it was, the efforts you put bore fruit.

Meanwhile, inside Dr. Ratio's head, she fully considered the option of smacking you repeatedly with a book - or collapsing a marble column - or throwing chalk at you - until you passed out and finally shut up. Like, AI generated videos of her doing the dumbest things? Or - 'Watermelon is a fruit!' Or a video with AI overlay of her trying to - quote unquote - 'rizz up' - her friend, Aventurine.

Oh, but the last straw?

Being mocked for her inability to join the Genius Society.

Now, all the previous things? Sure, they got her a little frustrated, maybe a tiny bit disappointed in you, but THAT? The mere mention of such topic made her want to collapse the ceiling of the entire room onto the people inside and to leave. It is a topic that, most of the time, is discussed without her presence, or online.

And you were making fun of her because of it - rubbing it right into her face, as if you were PROUD of saying it aloud.

And the worst part is - you were too damn good at this. Honestly, she was starting to believe that it was your full-time job, to make fun of people, to entertain yourself. It almost made her believe that you were the emanator of a certain, foolish path (elation), but she had no proof, nor did you show any feats or actions of being one.

Whenever she tried to move rooms to escape from your brain-melting speech, you would somehow end up in that exact room she wanted to move to - and always before her arrival. When she tried to inflict physical injury - say, slap or punch you, - you would always dodge it. When she tried to ignore you, you would always switch up to a much more sensitive topic, or a more blunt choice of words.

In all honesty, she wouldn't even mind knocking herself out, just to cease your infuriating voice constantly ringing in her ears, but she knew better - you would probably take a photo of her being unconscious, and send it to the entire university, and more. Or, you would simply wait until she woke up to annoy her again. Or, maybe, you would do both? She wasn't brave enough to find out.

And so, here she was, yelling like a crazy person, on the brink of smashing you with a book or squashing you with a pillar. Your loud, mocking laughter only served to fuel her burning hatred and annoyance for you.

"Just-.. WHEN WILL YOU SHUT UP?!" - she exclaimed out loud once more, sounding just as pissed as she had been since five minutes ago, her sharp eyes locked onto you.