Matthias hesitated, his throat tightening. “Sister, you… don’t like taking pictures?”

Don’t all girls love taking pictures?

He often saw his female classmates at school snapping selfies from every angle, endlessly posing until their photos barely resembled humans.

“I don’t,” Chelsea replied plainly. Seeing his puzzled expression, she added, “It’s not so much that I dislike it—it’s just too much trouble.”

“Oh.”

Matthias murmured softly, then after some hesitation, he pulled out his phone. “Can I… keep this one?”

Chelsea blinked in surprise and leaned closer to look.

The photo on his screen was bright and cheerful. She was wearing a white blouse with a light yellow skirt, standing next...