Like all great modern love stories… ours began on Hinge (yes, that Hinge—the app that claims it's "designed to be deleted"). At first, we were both a little hesitant. Can you really meet "the one" by swiping and answering prompts about our favorite pasta shapes? It felt a little too futuristic. But we each decided to give it a shot (thank you, algorithmic fate!). What gave us a surprising boost of confidence was when one of Anastasia's best friends saw Mark's profile and gasped: "Wait... I know him from med school!" That small-world moment suddenly made the dating app feel less random—it felt like God (and maybe our mutual friend) was giving us a wink. From the moment we met in person, something just clicked. It was instant. Like a “Yep, it’s you” kind of feeling. Which is wild, considering one of us is a die-hard Lakers fan (Mark) and the other grew up in Celtics nation. If that’s not divine intervention, we don’t know what is. Now, every time someone asks how we met, we grin and say, “On Hinge,” then immediately laugh—because what started as just another dating app swipe turned into forever. God’s plan, with just a little help from technology (and some serious sports diplomacy).