As soon as Lydia entered the school, she walked with her head down, because she was afraid of meeting acquaintances. Besides, with John holding her hand, she did not have to worry that she would fall down.
After what had happened yesterday, she... had become quite well-known in school.
"Lydia, look up."
His voice was very soft, but she was somewhat pressurized.
She gave him a resentful look, "Do you even want to force me to raise my head?"
He chuckled, "Didn't you listen to my words carefully just now?"
"Yeah." Lydia snorted, "But I came in here, didn't I?" She said, "You said those words indeed, and I think it makes sense, but... John, it's hard for me to do it, okay? I know I'm not wrong, but I'm very worried. You are not me, so you won't understand my mood."
John sighed lightly and didn't know what to say at the moment.