It all began on a Friday night during my sophomore year in college. My friends suggested going to a day party, and I decided to join them. About two hours into the event, I noticed a handsome young man across the pool. We exchanged shy glances throughout the day. Impatient by nature, I made up my mind to approach him and inquire about his name. Without much time to come up with a cheesy pickup line, I opted for a question that seemed important at the moment: "What's your zodiac sign?" He chuckled and responded, "Libra."