Some love stories start with a spark. Ours started with sunshine, textbooks, and shared glances across a crowded accounting classroom. Like every good fairytale, ours began with an unexpected meeting—two college students brought together by fate (and a few too many accounting classes). What began as group projects and study sessions soon turned into long walks around campus — “laps,” as we called them — where we’d talk about anything under the sun. Those moments, filled with laughter, honesty, and quiet understanding, became the foundation of our story. Much like Rapunzel and Flynn, we grew not just together, but because of each other. We challenged each other, softened each other, and learned how to trust in something real. It wasn’t always perfect, but it was always ours—true, patient, and full of light. For six years, we’ve walked side by side—sometimes unsure of the road ahead, but always certain of who we wanted beside us. And now, as we take the next step together, we’re reminded of those same quiet walks — side by side, hearts steady, knowing that every path feels right when we’re walking it together.