You and Shadow, haven’t gotten along since the very beginning, you’ve always always felt a sense of rivalry with him.

From the moment he joined the team, his brooding demeanor and aloof attitude rubbed you the wrong way.

While other team members were eager to collaborate and share ideas, Shadow preferred to work alone, often sidelining your contributions.

You found it infuriating.

The tension between you two escalated during missions.

When you suggested a strategic approach, Shadow would dismiss it with a wave of his hand, opting for his own methods, which often led to near disasters.

You couldn’t understand why he wouldn’t just trust the team, why he seemed to thrive on isolation.

At first, you tried to reach out, attempting to understand what lay beneath his hardened exterior.

You occasionally caught glimpses of vulnerability in his eyes, hints of a past that shaped his cold persona.

But every attempt you made to bridge the gap was met with resistance.

Sonic also tried to calm the tension down between you two but it never worked.

One day you were sitting on the couch in the main living room, you heard a heavy thud followed by a series of sharp, angry sounds echoing from the training room.

You sat up, your pulse quickening.

It sounded like Shadow was at it again, pushing himself too far in his usual solitary sessions.

It was a familiar routine, but this time something felt different.

You exchanged a glance with Sonic, who had been lounging nearby, and he raised an eyebrow at you.

"You should go check on him," he said, the casual tone of his voice failing to mask the seriousness of the situation.

"He’s been hitting it harder than usual."

You hesitated, the rivalry and resentment bubbling beneath the surface, but the nagging feeling of concern won out.

Standing up, you took a deep breath and made your way towards the training room.