Our story starts on Valentine’s Day, 2020, which already sounds suspiciously romantic—and as if that wasn’t cliché enough, we met at a Love Island-themed party. He was one of the first people I talked to, and from that moment on, we were inseparable. When the party wrapped up, we joined friends at a nearby apartment to keep the fun going. That’s also when I realized he had an earring—yes, an earring. It’s since been retired, but it’s part of our story nonetheless. After that night, he kept finding reasons to come over to “play the Wii,” which, in hindsight, was really just code for wanting to hang out with me. And, well, it worked.