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At twenty-five, she's already worked her way through the unpredictable world of freelance sports photography, and becoming Arsenal's new head photographer is the biggest opportunity of her career. It's also a fresh start: a new city, a new home, and a chance to finally belong somewhere.
Her first day is media day.
All Romy has to do is introduce herself, do her job, and try not to look as nervous as she feels.
Then she meets Leah.
Leah is Arsenal's captain, known for her serious game face and the kind of stare that can silence a room. She's used to cameras, media days and photographers following her every move. Normally, she'll do what she needs to do and leave.
Normally, she doesn't find herself smiling just because the person behind the camera asks.
From the moment they meet, there is something between them.
A few too-long looks. A little too much teasing. The Arsenal girls noticing far more than either of them would like. And somewhere between extra photographs, match days, terrible jokes, coffee runs and Leah finding increasingly ridiculous excuses to be wherever Romy is, a friendship begins to form.
But friendships aren't supposed to feel quite like this.
Slowly, the teasing becomes flirting. The flirting becomes something harder to ignore. And while Romy is used to capturing the biggest moments in everyone else's lives, she never expected to start quietly documenting the beginning of her own.
Because Leah may spend her life being photographed, but Romy is the first person to see the parts of her nobody else usually does.
And somewhere along the way, Leah begins taking pictures of Romy too.
Not for work.
Not because they're perfect.
Just because she wants to remember.
A slow-burn story about football, friendship, photography and two people who accidentally begin documenting each other long before they realise they're falling in love.