She casually raises her left eyebrow and ask in a monotone, “Why should I? Why so demanding?”
She rolled her eyes. “Oh young man, don’t you dare pout on me.” And let out a chuckle. “You’re supposed to be the demon child.”
He lets out a snort, his lips frowning a little as he slips his hands inside his pockets. “You can’t really call me a ‘young man’ when we’re just the same age, Minzy-ssi. And no,” he shakes his head. “i’m not really a demon child. I was just given that title by one of my hyungs.”
She snorts. “I’m still older than you by months.” She smirks. “Oh, formalities now, Sehun-ssi?”
"Ah, is that so?" He looks at the other, contemplating on something in his mind before saying, "Should I call you ‘Noona’ then, Minzy-ssi?"
"No, not at all.” She said, trying to hold her laugh. “I’m guessing you didn’t get the sarcasm there, Sehun-ssi.”