Apples! Apples!

Ladies and gentlemen, and to the security officers here to apprehend me, I regret to inform you that I have played a little word game with you all. I have stolen the personal pronouns from your minds and replaced them with my favorite fruits. Unlike that chaos in Ternary City, this trick is more elegant and far more entertaining. It is quite simple:
"Apple" = "You"
"Watermelon" = "I"
Looking at the colleagues before you who have turned into "Apples," I'm sure "Apple" are beginning to understand the rules of "Watermelons." Truth be told, I was standing right in front of "Apple" just now, but in the eyes of "Apple," I'm just another "Apple" too. Oh well, what can I say? "Watermelon" am a bit of a riddler after all. Oh, and one more thing: Do not eat any fruit until the Phantasmoon Games are over.