"Um, Nora...sister!"
Willy Smith struggled awkwardly for a while before speaking again, "Could I possibly stop calling you sister in the future? I'm now taller than you, and it feels a bit uncomfortable to keep calling you that, especially since I'm less than two months younger than you!"
If one is born at the beginning of the year and the other at the end, they could actually be considered peers.
He had wanted to drop the title for a long time but had never found the right opportunity!
"Of course, you can! Seeing as you've grown so much taller than me yet still calling me sister, I'm the one who's going to blush!"
Nana Jensen held her notebook in both hands and laughed awkwardly, "It would be more like it if I called you brother!"
Willy didn't speak again. His usually expressionless eyes, if observed closely at that moment, would reveal a faint trace of happiness. Of course, following that happiness was a tinge of sadness.
