If you had to imagine how you’d meet the love of your life, maybe you’d picture something classic — a candlelit dinner, a chance meeting at a bar, or becoming friends before falling in love. But for us, it all started with a DM about joining a Photography Club that, funny enough, we never actually joined.

What followed was a summer of endless phone calls — the kind most people say don’t happen anymore. Two hours, sometimes four, every single day. No missed days, no skipped conversations. Just talking, laughing, learning everything about each other.

Our first date was in person at Panda Express, sitting at a small corner table, sharing orange chicken and nervous smiles. It wasn’t fancy, but it was perfect — and from that moment on, we just knew. Since then, we’ve shared countless memories — late-night talks, quiet moments, and everything in between — always finding comfort in each other’s presence.

Now, after everything we’ve shared, we can’t wait to say “I do” and start the next chapter surrounded by the people who have supported us along the way.