Revanth's version of our story:

Don’t overthink the above story (I sometimes have the better memory). Anesha and I first saw each other at a mall in West Plano the summer before my senior year at Plano East. She told me she had stopped by Zara and frankly the rest is history. Let me tell you a fact: very few talented and gifted kids can accurately predict global fashion trends in 11th grade. Jokes aside it was genuinely very difficult not to fall for the charm of Miss Rao in high school. She was so unique to me — she drew while I studied, she read while I sparknoted. Needless to say I missed Anesha a lot when I left Texas for college and I was noticing a specific addiction creep in: messaging her. There was something wholesome in every text. My addiction only got worse as we grew up (from college to the corporate world) and at that point I knew I was falling in love. So as the world first started to see rumors of maybe going into lockdown at the end of 2019, I finally knew it was my chance. Fully bloomed (i.e, nerdier than ever but just a little more confident), I asked Anesha out on a Christmas date in Klyde Warren. Her hair was beautiful that day and her personality was no different from our endless texting (don’t get me started on her Spotify DJ-ing). It was always her and it was time we moved to our dream city.