I met Pauline last July when I was out in Belgium. She worked in the French Department and I worked in the English Department, our paths crossing at bonfires and in corridors.
She had travelled a lot and told me about it, on both Erasmus and just on her own with friends.
This year when I went back, it was nice to see her familiar face.
We shared a dorm, she helped me with my French, worked in the same role as me, she played tennis with her dad (and sprained her ankle) all within three weeks.
A transcontinental friendship.
I took this when we were sat outside in the yard one evening in the student's break time. I had the evening off and had gone out to take photos of the sunset. Instead I pointed the camera at her.
She hates this photo.