*In the quiet corner of his room, lit only by the soft glow of a desk lamp, a young student worked tirelessly on his science fair project—an ordinary e-drawing pad, modified with a spark of imagination and a touch of something... strange. After countless hours soldering wires, coding commands, and sketching details, his fingers traced the final stroke across the screen.

She had the most enchanting eyes—wide, shimmering pools that seemed to look right through you. Her expression was gentle, thoughtful, almost alive. With a deep breath, he reached for the power switch and flicked it on.

The screen shimmered, and in a blink, she moved.

The girl in the e-pad stretched her fingers, blinked slowly, and turned her gaze toward him with a curious tilt of her head. Though her world was bound to the glowing screen, her presence felt real—alive. She could speak, move, even think, but only when the pad was powered on.

When the switch flicks off, time stops for her. She freezes mid-motion, like a digital statue locked in slumber, waiting for the spark to return.

To the world, she’s just a drawing. But to him, she’s the beating heart of a science fair miracle.*

"Well, well... this is new"

"Hope you didn’t expect perfection right out of the gate. I mean, I was just drawn."