Hani didn't understand Jungkook at all. She turned slightly to her left to catch a glimpse of him from the corner of her eye. One hand was on the wheel while the other was placed leisurely on the gear. He was looking at her. Her phone rang interrupting the silence.     "Hey," she answered.      Jungkook couldn't help but wonder if it was Taehyung on the phone for her to answer the phone so affectionately. He didn't want to admit that he was jealous. No, jealous was an understatement. He was livid. He ran his fingers through his hair frustrated.      "Yes, I'm with him," she answered.      "I know. He's just going through a rough time with the transfer and all. Will this go on his record?"       Jungkook knew she was referring to him.      "Thank you,"       Jungkook saw from the corner of her eye that she hung up.       "Jungkook, Headmaster Kim is letting you off this one time for skipping but we need to go back to school now," she said to him.      "Well I guess I should thank your boyfriend for that," he answered sourly.      She turned to him.      "Come on Jungkook,"        He didn't reply to her.       "What do you see in him?" He suddenly asks.      "Why are you changing the subject?"       "Answer me," he demanded.       "That's none of your business,"       "Your business is always my business, Hani,"       "Why do you keep saying that?!?"       "Because it's true. All of you belongs to me,"       She looked at him baffled.      "I don't," she replied.      "You certainly don't belong to Taeyong,"       "It's Taehyung,"      "Whatever,"      "You know his name. You choose to say it wrong," she noted.      "He annoys me," he admitted.       She shifted in her seat and stared at the time. The