Nicole, who I was with, asked Matt if she could place her drink on the table he was sharing with his friend right next to the bar while she dug through her bag. I was covering her drink, saying she shouldn’t leave it with strangers… and that “stranger” turned out to be Matt. The moment we locked eyes across the table, everything else seemed to disappear—the noise, the crowd, the night—like it all faded into the background without us even noticing. We just stared at each other, and in that moment, everything clicked. The rest of the night felt like something out of a quirky movie. We talked for hours, we danced, and time didn’t feel like it was moving the same way anymore. Somewhere in between it all, something quietly but completely shifted. What started as a chance encounter became the moment everything began.