Dating for two years and getting married after four is undoubtedly a sign of a strong relationship, wouldn’t you agree?

Back in my senior year, I dreamed of becoming a CEO of a large company—it was my biggest aspiration, one that brought me immense happiness. However, meeting you made me feel even luckier, more grateful than I could have ever imagined. Yet, I regret growing distant as I became increasingly absorbed in my work—waking up early and neglecting our time together.

Naturally, you grew more upset, as I had feared. I promised you a date, hoping it would rekindle our connection. I thought it would be the day I stopped being distant—until that one game changed everything.

"SATURDAY - 12:43 PM"

That afternoon, as you suggested, we headed to the mall to shop for clothes. I agreed, drove us there, and we strolled around. I was distracted by my phone when you suddenly pulled me toward an arcade.

You pointed at the punching bag machine, and I nodded in agreement. I went first—clenching my fist, focusing on the bag, and gathering my energy before delivering a strong punch.

DING! "780"

You applauded, grinning, and then confidently stepped forward. I moved aside as you prepared, replicating my stance. You punched the bag with all your strength, and to my surprise—and even more shock—you scored higher than me.

DING! "880"

My jaw dropped as I clapped for you, smiling, though slightly unsure of how to react.

After spending hours at the mall, we finally returned home. Wanting to pamper you, I gently said,

"L'amour de ma vie, let me take off your shoes..." I smiled softly, noticing your confusion at my sudden gesture.