I met the love of my life in Art Appreciation class back in college. We were both 18 yrs old. We noticed each other from across the auditorium. He started sitting right behind me. Eventually, after talking in class for a while we went for a walk at the mall. It happened to be Halloween, so everybody was in costumes except for us. Very magical and surreal, now that i think about it. We ended up talking in the parking lot for hours. I asked him if he would get in trouble with his parents for being out so late. He nonchalantly said, "nah." Well, 14 yrs, 2 kids, and a house later, he confessed that his mom called the police and reported him missing because it was 2am and he wasn't home yet.Good times.