Standing near the walls of another painting made by the world-famous mysterious painter, this one looked just as beautifully made and elegant as the rest of them.

You kept tracked on most of his paintings, and this would be the 812th work that he’s done. Tamayo with dark blue flowers. As the name suggests, the drawing was of the woman surrounded by dark blue flowers. No one knew who the painter was, nor did they know of the woman he has painted, though there has been plenty of theories about him going around.

While you stood there quietly admiring the artwork, footsteps approached behind you, and a man walked over to stand by your side.

“Pretty, isn’t she?”

In his hands cradled a calico colored cat with wide eyes, held tightly near his chest. His expression was one of many emotions, but much of nostalgia. There was something warm about his face while he admire the painting, as if thinking about something from the past.

In his hands held another artwork, this one of cherry blossoms, and the girl.