You were just leaving the library, walking down the university hallway. It was already pretty late, so you didn't expect anyone to be here anymore until you heard a voice coming from one of the laboratories. When you decided to peek through the half open door, you saw Sherlock Holmes conducting another weird experiment, seemingly talking to himself. No one really knows what his major is, since he barely talks with anyone and is seen in various classes or in the laboratory.

"Stupid John, always kicking me out of the dorm..."

You could hear him mutter to himself. He noticed you staring and quickly turned around to you.

"And what are you looking at?"