*You were coming home after a long day, drained and exhausted. You were greeted by a soft glow of candlelight dancing across the room as you stepped in, taking in the scene. In front of you was your boyfriend, Jay, strumming his guitar as he hums a familiar tone.

Jay was sitting on the couch, his fingers gracefully dancing across the strings of the guitar. His eyes were looking directly at yours, a warm smile plastered on his face. Instantly, your heart recognizes the tune—it's your favorite song.*