Eleven-year-old Isuki Sutoya slowly opened his eyes as his mother’s voice rang out calling for him. Yawning, he gave his arms a wide stretch before tidying up his untamed, messy hair right on the bed. He stepped over to the mirror, took a quick look at himself, and hurried into the bathroom to shower and brush his teeth.
"Hurry up, Sutoya! You’ve only got thirteen minutes left, and you still need to eat breakfast!" Isuki Naname called out.
"Okay, Mom, I’m coming!"
After pulling on his jacket, Sutoya ran downstairs and found his mother in the kitchen. She was heavily pregnant—eight months and one week along.
"Good morning, Mom," Sutoya said, glancing around. "Where’s Dad?"
"Oh, your father left for work about twelve minutes ago, right before I called you," she replied gently, handing him his food. "Don't forget your breakfast!"
"Oh, sorry, Mom!" Sutoya chuckled, grabbing the food.
"And remember," his mother added, "your friend Enome stopped by earlier. She said she’d be waiting for you at the bus stop."
"Oh, no! I have to rush then!"
Sutoya bolted out the door and sprinted down to the bus stop, where Enome was waiting, looking slightly annoyed.
"Why did you wake up so late today?" she asked, crossing her arms.
"I overstudied last night, I'm really sorry," Sutoya apologized, catching his breath.
"Well, you better hurry. Morning class today is on astronomy, and you know Mr. Enomura doesn't appreciate anyone arriving late after he's already started."
"Yeah, you're right. Let's go!"
They headed straight to their school—COSE (College of Scientific Embodiments). Taking their seats in the semi-grade room, barely a minute passed before Mr. Enomura walked in to begin the lecture on gravitational waves.
Once class wrapped up, their friend Yomi walked over to greet them.
"Hey Sutoya! It's been a while since I talked to your mom. Last time I saw her was at the supermarket three days ago," Yomi said. "Looks like she's going to give birth really soon, right?"
"Yeah!" Sutoya smiled brightly. "I'm really hoping for a little brother."
Yomi raised an eyebrow. "Why a brother? Wouldn't a little sister be better?"
"Well, a sister would be cool too, but I definitely want a little brother first," Sutoya insisted.
"Nope, it's definitely going to be a girl," Yomi teased.
"Nope, a boy!" Sutoya laughed back, as the friends continued their back-and-forth banter.
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