“Fumie…wake up. It is time for you to get out of bed,” Mirai says, deactivating the smartglass and turning my bedroom windows fully transparent. Even with the pillow over my head, I can feel the morning sun beating down upon me. 

“What time is it?” I groan at her.

“7:15 a.m.”

“It’s too early. Go away.”

“Should I tell Kyle you are not attending school today?” she asks.

I’m tempted to say yes, but that won’t change anything. Squinting from the bright sunlight, I sit up in bed and toss my pillow aside. ...