oh I loooove this thread ..
so my husband and I met at university , actually on freshers week so I was 19 at the time .. he was a 2nd year at the time but we were on the same course (I was just a year behind)
We first met on a night out , I was pretty drunk but instantly I thought he was gorgeous and I remember saying to one of my flat mates “I want to marry that boy” ... we ended up having a bit of a sloppy kiss and exchanging numbers but nothing came of it .. a few months later I bumped into him in the library and had the awkward exchange of “do I know you ...” ... “oh god we once got off” (do people say that anymore ?)
He ended up texting me the next day and we got coffee together and that was it , our coffee date ended up being 4 hours because we couldn’t stop talking ... and we haven’t stopped talking since
11 years later we are married with a son and I am still head over heels , I have imposter syndrome every day wondering how he chose me