Twelve years together is a little hard to sum up on one page. So, for the sake of brevity, here’s the Sparknotes version.

They met in their first year of high school — Xavier and Poveda, the same group of friends, and years of group hangouts, concerts, raves, and parties.

It was one afternoon after school, when the girls wanted Omakase in Greenhills, while the boys insisted on Cibo because apparently, someone named Brev was in a wheelchair and couldn't walk that far.

Except when they got to Cibo, there was no wheelchair. Twika was annoyed, but secretly thought he was cute. Brev thought she was cute too, just a little intimidating.

For the next couple of years, they kept finding their way back into the same places, the same parties, and the same circles.

Brev was famously torpe, so nothing really happened for a while. Until one night, he finally found the courage to make a move.

The next day, he flew to Hong Kong and asked Twika what pasalubong she wanted. An obvious excuse to see her again, but she played along.

Neither of them knew that this little pasalubong scheme would eventually become twelve years and counting.

Since then, they've grown up together, from being Prom & Ball dates to spending a college term abroad together in Paris, countless adventures, building a business, and navigating all the different versions of themselves.

Twika is the dreamer. Brev is the doer. She comes up with the ideas; he figures out how to make them happen. She plans the itinerary; he handles the logistics.

When Brev decided it was time to propose, he did something very unlike him: He planned the itinerary.

So when Brev suddenly became very particular about their Tokyo itinerary, Twika knew something was up.

Still, nothing prepared her for the moment she'd been praying for.

She screamed. She cried. And she ran away in shock.

And now, here we are.

After 12 years, they're finally getting married.

And they can't wait to throw the biggest party of their lives to celebrate this next chapter with all of you.