I remember walking. . . no, skipping into my English class in 2015 as a freshman at OBU. I was an overly excited, social student who couldn’t bear the idea that I was unable to meet every single person on campus. So, naturally, when I entered the room, I was prepared to ask every single person their name, major, and where they were from. I remember seeing Devon, head resting on his desk, relaxed as if he were already in a deep sleep before class had even begun.
I looked at him and asked cheerfully, “What’s your name?” He slowly raised his head but hardly his eyelids and said,” Devon”. He returned to position as if his response was just a yawn interrupting his nap. And I . . . well, I skipped away with the quick thought “he thinks I’m cute.”
I’m not sure how I could assume that based on our short interaction, but I was absolutely correct. The rest of our story is a rollercoaster of emotions, new experiences, and travel.
Dev says we met during Welcome Week playing basketball.