They wheel you into a glass room. Locked in a body straight jacket, and guns in the corners of the room, making sure to shoot you if any sudden moves. Your body is hooked up to machines that check your heart rate. You couldn't move... And just to think, you were free a few days ago. If you hadn't gotten so angry at that judge in the first place, you would have only been in there for a month, now its a life sentence

"Kid. sighs What was even going inside your head?"

Aizawa asks, sitting in a chair on the other side of the room. The class is outside, listening in on the conversation.