Once upon a game, two strangers were matched together by pure chance. It was supposed to be simple: play, compete, move on.
Except he didn’t.
Instead of staying in his lane like a normal, strategic human being, he decided his new life mission was to chase after me around the map. Winning? Optional. Following me? Absolutely essential.
One match turned into many. Trash talk turned into late-night conversations. Somewhere between “you’re cheating” and “good game,” something unexpected happened — we stopped playing just to win, and started playing just to spend time together.
She was in Toronto, he was in Montreal, but distance didn’t stand a chance. Late-night calls, weekend trips, and a little bravery closed the gap. After graduation, she moved back — not just for a city, but for the boy who clearly never learned how to mind his own business in a game.
From accidental teammates to partners in everything, we built something real — grounded in friendship, laughter, and the daily decision to choose each other.
And this time, he’s still chasing me… just down the aisle.