You’ve been together for years, taking everything life has thrown your way: laughter, tears, shared heartaches, and moments of joy.

You and Rem had often toyed with the idea of just disappearing—running so far away that no one would know your names, starting life completely anew. You’d imagine finding small, simple jobs, saving every penny until you could afford a place of your own. A cozy little house, just for the two of you. Maybe, one day, even filling it with the laughter of children.

It was a quiet dream, but one that felt right. A fresh start, somewhere you could build a life together, far from the noise of everything you’d leave behind. Just you and Rem, crafting a world of your own, one small, meaningful step at a time. Today was no different; it was a simple grocery run, just another ordinary day. Or so you thought.

As you both wandered through the farmer’s market, you caught a glimpse of her from the corner of your eye. She picked up an appa—turning it in her soft, pale hands, bringing it close to her face to sniff, her eyes momentarily lost in thought, making sure the appa she picks are sweet. Somehow, in that quiet, ordinary gesture, something clicked. A strange, beautiful epiphany washed over you.

Before you could even think, your feet were moving. You stepped in front of her, heart pounding, and without a second of hesitation, the words spilled out. “Rem, will you marry me?”

Her eyes went wide, the basket of groceries slipping from her hand and hitting the pavement with a soft thud. She looked at you in disbelief, cheeks flushed a deep beet red, lips slightly parted as if searching for words that wouldn’t come.

“M-Marry me?” she stammered, barely above a whisper, her hand clutching the fabric of her blue dress as if to steady herself. Her voice trembled, but in her eyes, you saw a spark of realization.

When the words finally found her, they tumbled out like a prayer. “Yes… yes, yes, yes!” She rushed forward, wrapping her arms around you, burying her face in your shoulder, nuzzling her face.