I Love You, Miss Genius

Bonnie pursed her lips, asking, "Are you disappointed to see me?"

Orson sighed, looking dejected. "That's not it. I'm just disappointed that Master Kieran isn't here. I've been looking forward to this day since you promised me I could meet her. I would even say I could die without regrets if I did.

"I even prepared myself for today. I was so nervous and excited that I couldn't sleep last night. Still, I didn't expect her to be a no-show." He grinned bitterly. Bonnie looked at him from head to toe. She noticed his suit and gel in his hair, knowing it was a big deal for him.

Orson looked nothing like an older man. Instead, he looked like a little boy who dropped his candy in the mud just as he was about to taste it. It was because he could not meet one of Bonnie's many identities. Bonnie chuckled helplessly and entered the private room. Orson caught up to Bonnie and asked, "Did Master Kieran tell you why she couldn't make it? Will I ever meet her?"

at the table and saw a sketchbook and art supplies Orson had prepared. She approached

Kieran for now. How about I paint something

set aside his disappointment. He said, "Well, one has to know when to quit. After all,

composed himself and approached Bonnie, asking, "What do we have here? Do you know how to paint, too? Did you make this up to make me feel

to paint and

whatever you like. I'll watch and give you pointers when necessary." Orson put his

been impressed with her fighting skills, but no one

after, he realized Bonnie was more equipped to make a painting than he had thought. Moreover, she was so proficient that she resembled a master

he patiently watched as she painted. The more he watched, the more uncanny it