"Why? Are you jealous?"
"Explain jealousy." Sung-min shamelessly said and I clicked my tongue.
"You know what it means to be jealous. Don't act like you're oblivious now." I said but he went silent.
Of course, he'd know what jealousy was, even if he didn't know how to define it before.
After all, he's felt the same way the previous day and now too. If he just thinks about it, then he'd know.
But let me put a little hint out there for him.
"Let's say I decide to kiss Inseop," I said and his eyes immediately blazed with heavy dissatisfaction.
He was angry and upset, just from the mention of it.
"What?"
"No, no, don't misunderstand. I'm only trying to make an instance." I said to him. "You feel angry, right?" I asked and he nodded. "Aside from anger, what else do you feel?"
"I'm annoyed."
"And why do you feel that way?"
"Because–" he paused, thinking about it. "Because you might kiss Inseop. Do you like Inseop as well? I thought you said you liked only me."
