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Janella closed her eyes. “That’s because she’s shy. Just like me.”

But something magical happened at 3:33 AM, when Janella’s stylus accidentally tapped the "Animate" button for the hundredth time. bunnyjanjan janella ooi

From that night on, Bunnyjanjan became Janella’s secret companion. She would hide in Janella’s hoodie pocket during school, whispering funny comments about math problems (“Why is x always missing? Did anyone look behind the sofa?”). At lunch, when Janella sat alone under the old banyan tree, Bunnyjanjan would draw tiny, glowing doodles in the air—shooting stars, laughing caterpillars, teacups that waltzed. Janella closed her eyes

“Only when you believe I am,” chirped Bunnyjanjan, her voice like wind chimes. “And only because you drew me with love, not just lines.” From that night on, Bunnyjanjan became Janella’s secret

“Oh my,” whispered Janella, her heart thumping. “You’re real?”

Bunnyjanjan twitched her nose. Then she blinked. Then she hopped right off the screen and onto Janella’s desk, leaving a trail of digital stardust.

That night, Bunnyjanjan sat on Janella’s pillow, her galaxy-eyes soft.