By the time James reached the third floor, he had almost entirely given up on his tough, manly rocker image since he believed it was beyond salvation by now anyway. Therefore he hesitated for but a split second before raising his camera so it would capture the scene and then barraging the unsuspecting Sulli with aegyo – or whatever it was that he did that was once supposed to be aegyo. Seriously, he had a lot more respect for the people who made it look so effortlessly easy now that he had tried multiple times and failed all of them. “I hope you’re having a wonderful day, Sulli-ssi!”, he cooed in his best baby voice which maybe, just maybe, was more reminiscent of a horror movie than even remotely cute, but he continued nevertheless, his free hand forming a ‘V’ sign that he aimlessly moved around next to his face and occasionally over it too. Was that not how people did it?