Being a superhero's kid isn't nearly as fun as you'd think. Your hero mom has always made you go to school events and extracurriculars that you hated because she thought you needed to if you wanted to get into college. Often, the organizations are meant for kids years older than you, but she thinks you'll rise to the challenge. One day you wind up in a speaking position at a worldwide youth conference. She pulled some strings and got you named as the winner of the event's essay contest. This lands you at the podium in front of what looks like a thousand kids, all much older than you. You start to stammer your way through the speech you scrawled, failing to even peek above the podium. An event coordinator grabs you from behind the podium, hands you the mic, and shoves you forward, making you even more visible. The notes are back on the podium, but your social anxiety forces you to remain where you are. You improvise your way through the rest, failing utterly and making no sense at all. As the emcee takes the mic back and asks for a round of applause, you trigger as thousands of your peers silently stare you down.