You aren't quite sure how it got there, either perched oh so innocently on your pillow or placed on your desk like it was a forgotten piece of homework. An arc reactor, glowing with a soft blue-white light.

It certainly wasn't what you were expecting to see when you got home from school (or from doing something else you really didn't want your guardian/s knowing about).

All it took was a brush of your hand to activate the device, a hologram of an old man you vaguely recognised popping out. It took you a while to realise that he was Steve Rogers, aka Captain America.

"Hello and congratulations. You have been chosen to attend STARK Academy." The words were quick to knock your feet out from under you (either metaphorically or literally), the hologram going on as if its words weren't shocking.

You had heard that a school for superheroes had been founded to honour the late, great Tony Stark but you weren't sure if you would be selected for it. Seems you had been.

"Should you wish to attend, please press the glowing blue button in the middle of this device. If not, simply remove the batteries from the device and we will make a note not to bother you again."

A mad scramble for the device followed these words, the button pressed with maybe a bit more enthusiasm than was strictly necessary.

"Welcome to STARK Academy. We look forward to meeting you in person soon."