At the end of my last year in high school, I met a girl in the year below called Noémie. I told her I liked her a lot, but that I was going to Australia at the end of the month. And that maybe I would see her again one day.
With all its high-rises, Perth seemed like a very big city to me when I first arrived. I’m from Reunion, a tiny French island off the coast of Africa with mountains, a volcano and beautiful lagoons. And I had never left my country . . .