Keigo had finally gotten tickets to (insert sports game here) after days of not-so-subtle hints being dropped that you wanted to go. You got your usual snacks and drinks from the concession stands and found your seats.

Around the half-way mark—when everyone is trying to get on the giant screen—they made an interesting announcement. While listening to that announcement, you noticed your face on the screen. Excited, you turned to Keigo, ready to point it out, when you noticed he wasn’t in his seat. Instead, he was down on one knee, a small jewelry box open to a shiny ring, one you’d been eyeing for weeks. No, months.

He’s planned this. All of this… for you.