Our Story
Kansas State University
Cooper and I first crossed paths on the very first day of our junior year in August 2021, in one of our education classes. I was the type to slide into class just before it started, while Cooper was the type to arrive early and settle in. I spotted an open seat diagonal from his and thought, “Ew, a football player—he’ll probably smell and be terrible at group projects.” The class was held in an old building with tiny desks, and Cooper definitely did not fit in his. Our love story truly began when he dropped his pencil, and it rolled toward me. Since he couldn’t reach it, I felt bad for him, picked it up, and handed it back. That’s when I got his name… and realized he was actually pretty cute.
At the party
A few weeks later, after a K-State football game, I got a DM on Instagram from none other than Cooper Beebe—the guy from my class. He asked if I was going to a certain keg party… which just so happened to be the exact one I was already planning to attend with my friends. When I arrived with my roommates, he didn’t say a single word to me. Finally, I worked up the courage to tap him on the shoulder and say, “Hey, I think you’re in my class on Tuesdays.” We ended up talking most of the night, and before I left, he even typed my name into his phone so he’d remember to say hi the next Tuesday. Well… Tuesday came, and he didn’t say a word (again). Halfway through lecture, when we had a short break, I spun around and asked, “Were you at a keg party this weekend? Do you remember me?” Cooper looked right at me and said, “Yes, BrayLynn. I do remember you.”
Lovers Lane
After that, Cooper started talking to me more during breaks in lecture, and eventually we exchanged phone numbers. He soon found out that I had CORE (another education class) right after his class in the education building. Cooper would stay after and “talk with the teacher,” just so he could say hi to me before heading to football practice. The fun continued on Tuesdays after class as Cooper and I would walk together until we reached the point where he went to his house and I went to mine. We later discovered that the road we always walked down through campus had a name—Lovers Lane.
Taco Lucha
Our first date was at Taco Lucha, where I convinced him to try the raspberry bean dip—and forever changed his life. I probably got two bites of it that night, and now we sometimes order two just so I can actually have some. The dates kept coming as we realized how many mutual friends we had and how much we simply enjoyed being together. The rest is history! We can’t wait to celebrate with all of our family and friends in the very place where our love story began.