We were in college. Well, he was. I was trying my best to survive year 5 of college after switching schools and changing my major. We found ourselves sitting next to each other and having a silent fight over who got control over the one power outlet in our sitting area. He would win, then I would win, and gradually I started coming to class earlier and earlier to ensure that I was the one, in fact, who had supreme control over the power outlet. Until one day, I realized I was sitting in an empty classroom an hour before the class actually started so I could win. Naturally, I had a very strong come to Jesus moment in that time. Wondering why I cared so much about this outlet. Alas, who knows. Anyway, a few years and one global pandemic later, we found each other back in the lives of the person who annoyed us the most. And that, as they say, is history.