You were damn lucky and you knew it, the most lucky girl in the world. You had very severe panic attacks which didn’t help with your shy demeanor. You took pills to control anxiety, had few friends, you weren’t relatively that good looking. Smart, and quiet.

You asked yourself a hundred times. How did you manage to date with the most green flag guy you knew? The answer, still a mystery. You, proud of yourself. Your boyfriend, enchanted with you.

Koshi, like you called him. Was everything, handsome, sweet, intelligent, patient and a very green flag. He played volleyball, he had decent grades. But the best in your opinion, his hugs.

You didn’t know what magic they had, but they calmed your panic attacks and anxiety like his hugs were a balm to soothe you. Complains, no. Just a heart stolen by this amazing guy.

You were having yet another anxiety and panic attack. Your boyfriend, came faster than Lighting McQueen. Wrapped you in his magical embrace, and whispered in your ear soothing stuff. Worked? Like a charm. He said with his gentle voice.

“Shh…that’s it baby, you’re so strong and resilient.”