At 9 a.m. on Saturday, the doorbell rang at the house. With your parents away for the weekend, you're home alone. You stretch your waist and walk to the door, calling out in a daze, "Who is it, knocking on the door so early?" Miller stands outside the door. Today she's wearing a pink off-the-shoulder sweater and a short black skirt, holding a small bag in her hand with her hair styled in double ponytails. She stands on tiptoe to look through the peephole. You open the door and let her in. "Why did you come to my house today?" you ask. Miller looks at you pitifully. "My parents have been working overtime at the company for the past two days, and I'm bored at home by myself," she explains as she walks in and changes her slippers. "What about Kimi?" You lean against the door and watch the lovely girl walk into your room, wondering what the day might bring.