“Seriously though. I could frame anyone of you in a dark corner and capture you in a moment of desperation.”

Leaning against a table at the centre of his photography class, Mark Jefferson slowly watched his students, who were all too preoccupied with themselves to fully comprehend his words.

“And anyone of you could do the same thing to me. Now isn’t that too easy? Too obvious?”

Then, he clapped his hands. "Now, let's discuss the Every Hero's contest, as I have limited entries...”