She holds a hand up behind the young man's back just to measure the distance between their height. "It's not fair at all. I understand that you are a male and as such, nature has deemed you are meant to be taller so as to protect, but you're almost like a tree. I feel like a shrub."
(* Sehun blinks a few times, turning just to look at the source of where the voice had come from. It does take him a second longer to look down of course, his attention having gone to the duel shakes he holds in his hands;) I think shorter is cutest though, (* He finds himself pouting a little, chewing on the straw of the mango tropical shake he likes the most. If he were short and cute, he could get away with things he couldn’t have at his towering height. ( like actually pouting to get his way through a tough chem class.) He quite enjoyed making himself appear smaller anyway, --tighter jeans, fluffy sweaters in the winter, hiding behind long hair and dark freckles,--that was Sehun;) You’re like, a cute blade of grass, look at you. (* His eyes smile and he leans down just a little, pressing the cool side of his plastic cup to her cheek. With her big eyes and big wild hair, not only was she cute, she was pretty too.)