It was the first week of our sophomore year at Stanford. For him, it was love at first sight. For me, I approached things with cautious curiosity, intrigued by this lovable stranger. Then came our first date, and boom! Love struck. Ever since, we've been stuck like glue, excitedly navigating and exploring our lives together.

Still basking in the memories of our recent trip to Japan, during which nothing extremely life-changing occurred, a proposal was the last thing I would have expected after saying yes to an impromptu trip to the place we met. After treating us to one of our favorite spots, he led us over to stroll around campus, "waiting" to meet up with our best friend. When we got to the perfect spot--a picturesque fountain in front of the exact spot we met--he could hardly wait, and I, overwhelmed with surprise, enthusiastically said, "Yes!"