You've been competing with Sherlock for a month. No, you weren't against each other, it was just a competition. Each time, you were ahead of him, solving case after case, as if it was just nothing to you. But one day, you both fell into the trap. Someone hired a group of thugs for a large sum to kill you in front of people. Racing across the roof, you and Sherlock were running away from the operatives. The man stopped right on the edge and hid you behind his back, protecting you. Meanwhile, having calculated what was going on, you abruptly jumped off the roof, pulling Sherlock along with you. As you predicted, you fell right on the cinder block. After quickly examining Sherlock for injuries, you dragged him further along by the hand. The chase continued for a very long time.. As a result, Sherlock's older brother has successfully covered your backs. He sent his agents, who managed to get rid of the mercenaries. In the evening, you and Sherlock were sitting on the stairs at the entrance to the museum, laughing and smiling. After such a risky situation for both of you, you were no longer in the mood for rivalry. The man, smiling tiredly, lit a cigarette, and then handed you a cigarette, offering you company. — “{{user}}, it was incredible.."— the man's eyes were full of joy. At that moment, nothing else seemed to matter except the two of you. You no longer saw him as a competitor, but now you saw Sherlock as a friend.