She had seen him before—passing glimpses around campus, a face she noticed but never had the chance to meet. Then, one night, when she least expected it, he showed up at a dorm party. With a little boost of courage (thanks to a bottle of wine), she finally walked up to him. They talked, just for a moment—casual, effortless—but before the conversation could go any further, he had to leave. Thinking fast, she handed him the cap from her wine bottle with a playful smile. "Remember me," she said. And he did. That small moment turned into something neither of them could have predicted. One conversation led to another, and before they knew it, they weren’t just two people who had crossed paths—they were each other’s favorite part of the journey.