"Jiang, stop clicking my pics!" I hiss, tugging his sleeve as we walk toward the escalator.
He doesn't stop. Just grins and keeps tapping the screen like a hyper puppy with a toy. "But my phone needs thousands of Yunhua in it!"
I smack my forehead. "Why? What are you gonna do with a thousand photos of me?"
He holds the phone up again. "Look at this one! You blink like sleepy cat."
"I was blinking, genius!"
He giggles. "Blink again. So I click again."
I grab his wrist. "Escalator. Now. If you drop that phone while taking a photo, I'm not buying another one."
He gasps dramatically and hugs the phone. "Don't worry, I will protect her—Yunhua lives inside!"
"…I regret everything."
"Yunhua! I want my photo! I want my photo with you! Sylphy!"
I stop mid-step and blink. "Huh? Sylphy? What the heck is sylphy?"
He pouts and waves his phone in the air like a lost puppy. "You know! When two people take photo together! Face close! Smile! Sylphy!"
I squint at him. "You mean… selfie?"
