We met in a band. Yep, like in the movies. Pianos, rehearsals, awkward glances—the whole soundtrack of a slow-burn romance. At first, we both pretended not to notice the spark (classic move), doing our best to stay out of each other's orbit. But fate had other plans. The more we tried to stay apart, the more the universe kept throwing us into the same rhythm. Our first unofficial date? Jollibee. Past midnight. Two wannabe musicians, still talking like time didn't exist, ended up bonding over Chicken Joy and life's big questions. We told ourselves we were "just friends," but let's be real—friendship doesn't usually come with butterflies and deep-fried joy. Looking back, that night was the quiet beginning of our love story. A little unexpected, a bit dramatic, and completely perfect for us.

The bride has always loved to travel—and after five beautiful years together, the groom happily picked up the habit just by being by her side. So when it came time to propose, Nelson did what any smitten (and slightly nervous) man would do: he planned a destination surprise for Cherish. Japan, their favorite country. Winter, Nelson’s favorite season. The perfect moment came together at the serene, snowy Togakushi Shrine. The sun lit up the snow like glitter, their cheeks were pink, their lips a little dry (thank you, winter), and Nelson? Quietly panicking inside. Then, with heart racing, he dropped to one knee. Somewhere between the cold, the nerves, and the joy, he asked Cherish to be his forever. She was surprised. Overwhelmed. Possibly frozen. And after a moment that felt like both a second and a lifetime... she said yes.