A week later, Lydia hobbled into the classroom with a crutch, her lower leg still in a cast.

Her appearance looked rather pitiful. The lively atmosphere of the morning study session suddenly fell silent as soon as she entered.

Curious and disdainful glances were directed at her. Lydia paused for a moment.

What’s going on? Everyone's attitude wasn't as sympathetic or kind as she had expected.

I imagine she must be very confused right now! ...