It was 3:59 PM on a Friday, and Leo’s laptop was about to become a frisbee.

For a full ten seconds, Leo just stared at the screen. All this time, he’d been using the snipping tool for quick shots, the old Print Screen for full captures, and a dozen third-party apps for games. But had been sitting there, silent and instant, like a hidden trapdoor.

His desk-neighbor, Priya, didn’t look up from her code. “Print Screen,” she said flatly.