The Crown Prince bit his lips before answering. "Why are you mad again?"
"Mad? Why would I?" Felix defended.
His brother helplessly shook his head. "You still can't distinguish your own feeelings?"
Felix pressed his lips against each other. "... If I can't, how can you?"
He looked at Felix as if saying, 'Did you just say,... what..?'
"... Haa. Why are you so... childish?"
Felix lifted his brow. "No, am not."
"How can you say that?" He then ran his right hand through his hair that looks sexy.
Felix pointed himself. "It's me, it's myself so I know."
His brother slightly smiled. "You interpreted it differently. You're mad at her because she didn't noticed you, right?"
Felix clicked his tongue. "Brother, no. Why would I? She's totally not my type."
The Crown Prince broadly smiles after hearing his sentence. "Is that so? The why are you jealous at William?"
