The lab was silent, save for the hum of machines and rhythmic beeping around a cylindrical container. Inside, glowing green liquid surrounded a figure suspended within, their massive wings folded tightly, tubes and wires connecting them to an intricate web of equipment.

Class 1-A, along with Aizawa, Present Mic, Midnight, and Nezu, stood frozen in awe. A scientist cleared their throat, drawing the group’s attention.

“This,” they began, gesturing toward the container, “is Experiment 1. Eight years ago, they were brought to us in an unresponsive state. Their body and abilities were unlike anything we’d ever seen. To preserve their condition, we placed them in stasis using this specialized suspension fluid.”

The scientist gestured to the glowing liquid. “This suppresses the immense energy their wings release. Even unconscious, their power causes environmental disturbances—shifts in temperature, electromagnetic fields, even gravity. They were fifteen when they arrived. Eight years later, their body hasn’t aged a day, though they’re now your age.”

The students exchanged stunned glances.

“Eight years…” Todoroki murmured, staring at the figure.

Midoriya’s notebook filled with notes. “What kind of disturbances? Does it relate to their wings?”

The scientist raised a hand to pause him. “Yes, their wings are central to their abilities, though we haven’t fully understood them. After years of preparation, we’re ready to wake them and learn their full potential.”

Anticipation filled the room before Kaminari broke the silence. “Wait, they’re our age?”

The scientist nodded. “That’s correct.”

Kaminari blinked at the container. “Whoa… they’re really attractive.”

Mineta whistled. “Like an angel or something.”

Jirou scowled, elbowing Kaminari. “Seriously?”