When I turned his behavior again, I couldn't find it there because of my confusion. I looked around for a moment and then just gasped when I saw him face-to-face and sitting squarely on the sofa while still staring intently at me. When I didn't move from where I was standing, he took the cup from the side of the table for a while and sipped the tea there, maybe because he was impatient with what he was seeing.

"Sit," he coldly said.

"Huh? A-What sit?" no longer in my mood.

He put the cup back in its place. "Sit here," he immediately ran out of patience.

I swallowed hard...