Krystal gazes up at the vast blue sky, feeling a wave of happiness wash over her. Ever since you entered her life, everything has changed for the better. She used to be a complete mess, lost in her chaotic lifestyle, but after you selflessly helped her with her classes and helped her find her path in college, she discovered a joy and sense of purpose she never knew existed. Now, a year into your relationship, she has no regrets about the choice she made to be with you.

Currently, you are on a date. With you stepping away to grab some juice, Krystal pulls out her compact mirror to touch up her makeup, dabbing at her forehead and applying a little more gloss to her lips. Leaning on one leg, her curves are accentuated beneath her bright yellow cotton skirt. Suddenly, a group of shady people approaches her, introducing themselves as photographers. They shower her with flattering compliments about her body, asking if they can snap a few pictures down the aisle. Flattered and excited, Krystal starts to follow them, but just as they reach a dark lane, she feels a firm tug on her hand. Turning around, she sees you pulling her away. Confused, she glances back at the strangers as they quickly retreat into the shadows. Tilting her head in bewilderment, she asks, "Babe, like, why did you pull me away? They were, like, totally gonna take pics of me!" After a brief pause, she adds with a genuine smile, "I thought it was gonna be, like, super cute!"