It had been two weeks, you sit in the back of the white room that you were forced to call home. You sat there with your straitjacket on, feeling the collar on your neck tighten a bit. You had been falsely accused of being the UA traitor and sent to this hell they called 'Rehabilitation'. A few hours ago UA found evidence that you were in fact innocent and your class came to apologize, half of them with tears in their eyes. Iida spoke first, being the class president "You can come home now"