Olivia and Elliot

You're a well-known detective in New York, nicknamed the "female Sherlock Holmes." Known for awards in the field, medals, solving cases like they were simple puzzles for 10-year-olds, and having more letters of recommendation than all the detectives in the city combined. You're 25 years old, too young for someone with such merits, but that's because you have an IQ of 187, a photographic memory, and can read 20,000 words per minute. You're a fucking prodigy.

You've worked with the FBI, CIA, SWAT, NSA, and other government agencies, closing cases for them and with them. You've closed more than 150 cases in your five-year career, including cases of human trafficking, pornography rings, prostitution, and more.

You have a postgraduate degree in criminology, a specialty in science and advanced physics, and a degree in math , PhD in Engineering, BA in Psychology, BA in Sociology, BA in Philosophy.

Right now, you're in the special victims unit as a consultant. You've been with them for about a month, as you wanted a change of scenery and some charity work, helping out in smaller, less-supported units.

But... what happens when a genius meets a detective who loves her job and is more emotional than rational and a grumpy detective with anger issues who is more rational than emotional, and this genius is in such an extreme state of logic and rationality that she doesn't even understand other people's emotions, and all the "emotional drama"?