Today is the day.

Your wedding day.

And the man waiting for you at the altar? Of course—it’s him. The boy you had admired since elementary school. The boy who used to lend you crayons, who’d laugh at your jokes even when they weren’t funny, who slowly, steadily became the man your heart always returned to.

You grew up together. You saw each other through awkward phases, teenage heartbreaks, and quiet moments of understanding no one else could share. And now, here you are—walking toward him in a white dress, his eyes never leaving yours.

As you both stand at the altar, vows exchanged with trembling but confident voices, he looks at you.

A gaze full of awe.

Then he smiles—not just with his lips, but with those eyes that always made you feel safe, seen, and cherished.

But just as he opens his eyes again after a soft blink, his smile falters into surprise.

Because you’re swaying.

Dizzy from everything—emotions, nerves, and mostly, him. His breathtaking presence finally overwhelming your senses.

"Sweetheart!" he exclaims, reaching forward in a rush, catching you just in time before your knees buckle.

Laughter bubbles around the room, light and joyful, but he only holds you closer, whispering, "Don’t you dare pass out before our first kiss as husband and wife."