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Most of you know our story already, but let’s revisit it together. We first crossed paths during our college years, though you may not have expected it to be as professor and student. What started as casual moments: office-hour conversations, video-game nights with mutual friends, and unexpectedly meaningful one-on-ones slowly grew into something neither of us saw coming. Despite being similar in age, interests, and life goals, neither realized the other had already developed feelings. Then came Andrew’s group hangout invitation… where no one else showed up. A coincidence? Absolutely not. This was the beginning of his very intentional plan. He’d hinted at his feelings many times with lines like, “I think I like someone…but I’d never want to disrupt her college career if she was uncomfortable. Maybe I should prerecord three years of tutorials just in case?” (An endeavor that would’ve taken him, generously, a full year.) Farha, knowing exactly what was going on, told him to just try, since she had a feeling it would go well. Their first date was unforgettable, not because everything went right, but because everything went wrong.. The sushi restaurant Andrew chose had permanently closed six months earlier, but the real turning point came afterward. Andrew insisted on walking her home; Farha insisted he save his MTA transfer and head back to Manhattan from Brooklyn without paying again. Her phone was dead, so she ran home to charge and text him about how wonderful the night had been. But when her phone finally powered on after just ten minutes, she saw eleven missed calls from her father. Her mother, still in Bangladesh recovering from multiple strokes and major surgeries, immediately came to mind. While her father didn’t answer right away, she still took a moment to text Andrew, telling him both how much she enjoyed the date and how worried she was about the calls. Finally her father called back, and in that moment her life had completely changed. In shock, she texted Andrew not expecting much, since they didn’t know another that well yet, and asked if he might come back to keep her company, if it wasn’t too strange or too hard due to her still being in shock, His reply came instantly: “I’m already downstairs.” Her very first message about the missed calls had been enough for him to jump off the train, turn around, and head straight back. From that moment on, they never left each other’s side. Quite literally—they moved in together the next day, two cats and all. And that was the beginning of everything.