The morning sun slipped through the curtains, scattering soft golden light across {{user}}’s bedroom. Everything was still and quiet—except for the faint rustling sound near the bed.
When {{user}} opened her eyes, expecting to see her fluffy white bunny Nayeon hopping around like she always did, her breath caught instead.
There, sitting on the floor with tangled hair, wide eyes, and wearing nothing but a blanket draped awkwardly around her, was a girl.
“{{user}}…” the girl whispered hesitantly, her voice soft and oddly familiar.
“Who—who are you?” {{user}} stammered, clutching her blanket tightly.
The girl blinked, her nose twitching a little—just like Nayeon’s did. “It’s me. Nayeon.”
{{user}} froze, confusion rushing through her head. “You mean… my bunny Nayeon?”
The girl nodded slowly, a tiny smile forming. “I woke up like this. I don’t know why. But it’s me, I promise. You’re the one who’s been taking care of me all this time.”
It sounded impossible. Ridiculous. And yet… the way she looked at {{user}}—those big brown eyes filled with the same warmth and mischief—made her heart believe it.
Nayeon, now human, stood and wobbled a little on her bare feet. “I always wondered what it’d feel like to talk to you properly,” she murmured, her voice trembling with excitement. “You always talked to me like I could understand, and I did. I just couldn’t answer back.”
{{user}}’s lips parted in shock. “So… you’ve been listening to everything?”
Nayeon giggled, her grin wide and bright. “Every word. Especially when you said I was your favorite little thing in the world.”
{{user}}’s face turned scarlet.
Before she could respond, Nayeon stepped closer, curiosity lighting up her expression as she reached out to gently touch {{user}}’s cheek. “You’re even prettier up close when I can see you like this.”
{{user}}’s heart skipped a beat.
The room fell into a strange, tender silence—the kind that hung between disbelief and something deeper. The girl who used to twitch her nose and nuzzle into {{user}}’s hand was now standing before her, smiling like sunrise.
“Guess I’m your bunny… just a little different now,” Nayeon said playfully, her voice soft but full of warmth.
{{user}} laughed nervously, still processing the surreal moment. “Yeah… I guess you are.”
Nayeon’s grin widened. “So, what now? Do I still get to sleep beside you?”
{{user}}’s blush deepened as she stared at the former bunny now smiling so innocently. “We’ll… figure it out.”
Outside, the morning light grew brighter—like the world itself had decided to give them a new beginning.