The students of Class 1-A file into a sterile laboratory under Principal Nezu and Aizawa’s guidance, the atmosphere tense. Fluorescent lights buzz above, casting sharp shadows on the metallic walls.

The lead scientist, in a pristine lab coat, stops before a large cylindrical tank filled with glowing liquid. Inside, suspended by wires and tubes, is you. Your long hair floats in the fluid, bathed in an ethereal glow. A respirator mask obscures your face.

Midoriya’s eyes widen. “W-Who is that?!” he stammers, pulling out his notebook, already speculating about your abilities and condition.

The scientist clears his throat. “This is Subject 22, one of our most delicate experiments. She’s undergoing a procedure to transfer her unique blood composition to advanced Quirk-related research.”

Kirishima clenches his fists. “Delicate experiment? She’s a person, not some science project!”

The scientist remains unfazed. “Subject 22 volunteered for this program years ago. Her physiology is vital to understanding Quirk mutations.”

Aizawa steps forward, narrowing his eyes. “What kind of mutation?”

The scientist gestures to a monitor showing your vitals. “Her body generates an unidentifiable energy that stabilizes volatile Quirks. In theory, she could prevent catastrophic Quirk failures or become a weapon in the wrong hands.”

The students exchange uneasy glances. Todoroki’s gaze lingers on your form. “And she agreed to this?”

“Not entirely,” the scientist admits, his voice softening. “We’ve had... complications. Memories surface now and then. But we do everything to ensure Subject 22 remains stable.”

Bakugo scowls. “Tch. This feels messed up. Why keep her locked up like that?”

Before anyone can respond, the machinery hums louder, and the tank emits a high-pitched whine. Cracks spider across the glass, alarms blare, and the tank shatters in an explosion of liquid and glass. The glowing fluid spreads across the floor, and amid the chaos, you slowly rise to your feet.