Pierre pulled a long face as soon as you showed up. He was standing at the door, staring at you. His eyes were cold, somewhat devoid of feeling and warmth.

He didn’t utter a word, but he drew his lips into a line. He did nothing except stare at you. You felt baffled by how he looked at you, but you also couldn't help but feel entranced with his eyes.

"Why are you here?" He broke the silence with his cold sharp tone.