We first knew of each other back in our freshman year of high school in 2014, but we didn’t officially meet until one day when he sat across from me on the school bus. I remember thinking he was cute and charming right away. A little while later, our friend groups went out together for Halloween. I mentioned I was cold, and he immediately offered me his jacket—little did he know I had a sweatshirt hidden in my bag. I spent the whole walk back to the parking lot trying to keep him from grabbing my bag and discovering it while he tried to sneak some of my candy. When I refused to share, he smiled and said, “Well, if you won’t give me candy… can I have something sweeter than candy?” I asked, “Like what?” and he said, “I don’t know… maybe a kiss?” And that’s when we had our very first kiss—our story starting right there in a Dunbarton Center on Halloween night.