Here’s a long paraphrased version (about 900 words) in dramatic narrative spoiler form , inspired by your title:

“Here it all begins: ‘I can’t stand you!’ – Jim pushes Carla, who is already at her worst.”

The sun rises over the Auguste Armand Institute, but the atmosphere is heavy, electric, almost suffocating. That morning, things are not going well between Carla and Jim . The tensions that have been building up for weeks are reaching their breaking point. And what was supposed to be a simple culinary disagreement will turn into a real emotional settling of scores .

For several days, Carla has been going through a period of self-doubt. Her dishes lack boldness, her creativity seems to have faded, and her self-confidence is visibly crumbling. Even those around her no longer recognize her. After the incident at the last service, where her recipe was deemed too bland by Chef Leroy, she tries to pull herself together, but the stares she receives in the hallways only amplify her unease.

Jim, for his part, has never been kind to her . Rivalry, jealousy, bruised egos—everything pits them against each other. He can’t stand her direct tone or her victimization. So when he sees her in the kitchen, focused on a dish she hopes will be “redemptive,” he can’t help but provoke her.
“You’re working so hard for nothing, Carla. When it fails, it fails.”

This cold, stinging barb falls like a guillotine. Carla tries to ignore it, but fatigue catches up with her. Her hands tremble, her gaze flickers. She tries to save face:
“I don’t need your opinion, Jim. Mind your own business.”

But Jim insists. His voice rises, and the scene degenerates in front of the other students, who are stunned.
— “No, but stop this circus! You think everyone wants to harm you, but it’s just that you’re not up to it. And I’m not going to pretend to supervise you, because I can’t supervise you, that’s all!”

The words slam. Brutal. Useless. And yet, terribly sincere. Carla absorbs the shock without a word. Her eyes mist over, her face closes. She leaves the room silently, leaving behind an icy cold.

All eyes turn to Jim. Some students judge him, others silently approve. But even he feels he’s gone too far. His face tightens, as if he suddenly realizes the significance of his words.

In the hallway, Carla collapses . Alone, she tries to catch her breath, but the tears flow uncontrollably. She thinks back on everything she’s sacrificed to be here: her relationship, her friends, her self-esteem. And now, even her peers doubt her.

A little later, Berenice finds her, sitting on the steps behind the amphitheater. She tries to comfort her, but Carla doesn’t hear a thing.
“He’s right… I’m useless. Everything I do fails. I give it my all and they just walk all over me.”
Berenice shakes her head.
“No, Carla. You just need to take a breather. Jim doesn’t decide your worth.”

But words, no matter how gentle, are no longer enough to calm her. That day, Carla loses more than her confidence: she loses faith in her place at the Institute.

Meanwhile, Jim tries to justify his behavior to Jasmine and David. He claims he simply wanted to “open her eyes,” that she relies too much on her status and connections. But deep down, everyone understands that he let his anger speak more than his reason.
“Do you think putting her down will help?” Jasmine asks coldly.
Jim looks away, uncomfortable.
“Maybe not… but someone had to tell him.”

That evening, tensions escalate when Teyssier discovers what happened. Always quick to exploit other people’s weaknesses, he summons Carla to his office.
“So, you let yourself be thrown off balance by three words? You think they’re going to take it easy on you in the kitchen?”
Carla remains upright, but you can tell she’s holding back tears.
“It’s not the criticism that hurts me, chef. It’s the humiliation.”
Teyssier smiles, a cold, almost amused smile.
“Welcome to real life, Carla. If you want to get out of this, stop crying and prove him wrong.”

These words, cruel but true, awaken something in her. Back in the kitchen, late that night, she gets back to work. She makes the same dish, over and over again, until it’s perfect. Her face is closed, determined, almost haunted. Anger becomes her driving force.

The next day, the roles are reversed. In front of everyone, Carla presents her creation. The dish is bold, balanced, and even Teyssier finds nothing to complain about. A silence follows the tasting, before the chef simply says:
“It just goes to show that pain, sometimes, does wonders.”

Jim, however, remains frozen. He understands that she has just answered him wordlessly, through her talent. But the tension hasn’t subsided. When their eyes meet, one senses a lingering resentment, a still-raw wound.

In a more intimate scene later, Jim tries to talk to her.
“Carla… I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings. I was just… stupid.”
She looks at him coldly.
“You wanted me to collapse? I did. Now leave me alone.”

And she leaves, leaving him alone, consumed by remorse.

The episode ends with a powerful shot: Carla, alone in the empty kitchen , facing her dish, her face bathed in golden light. Her gaze is hard, almost vindictive.

“I will never let myself be crushed again. Never again.”

The viewer understands that this humiliation marks a turning point. Carla, broken but not defeated, will be reborn stronger, more combative. Jim, for his part, will have to deal with the guilt of having destroyed the one he perhaps admired without knowing it.

An emotionally charged episode , between pride, pain and rebirth.
“Here it all begins” proves once again that cooking is not just about flavor, but emotional survival . And if Carla seemed down… it could well be that it is she, after all, who holds the knife.