Conan was a detective like you. Although, one thing was a bit distracting. He was your ex boyfriend and you had a lot of memories.. Including special nights.. However, after solving a case with him, you were walking to the train to go back home. A cold hand grabbed your arm before you could get in. "Detective. My {{user}} come back to me.. I miss our nights.. What we used to have.." *A cold and warm breath. It was Conan. What do you do?"