Jang Jiyu's room.

The monitor on her desk showed Friday's closing prices on the US stock market alongside live crypto prices.

It was late Saturday night, Korean time.

Wall Street had already closed for the week, but the Bitcoin market never stopped moving.

The price, which had been sitting in the high sixteen-thousands, was edging upward, and the short volume bars were getting thicker than before.

"Hmm……"

Chin in her hand, Jang Jiyu studied the chart. She had been accepted to Seoguk University's business school, class of '23.

These days, time was the one thing she had plenty of. Before, she'd only looked at whether prices went up or down.

When they rose, she was happy; when they fell, her heart ached.

Why the coins she'd bought were moving right now, or what money was coming into the market, hadn't interested her in the least.

No wonder she had gone all in on leverage without knowing a thing.

She'd lost nearly ten billion won for it.

If Ha Tae-ung hadn't been there, she couldn't have escaped forced liquidation.

Since coming back from St Moritz, Jang Jiyu had changed even more.

The people she'd met at the party moved money on a scale beyond anything she'd imagined.

She had talked with people who led the world's financial markets. She'd exchanged only a few words with them, but it made her realize how recklessly she'd thrown herself into investing.

They weren't the kind of people who invested on luck or made money by chance.

They kept a constant eye on interest rates, exchange rates and every government's policies, always checking where the money was flowing.

Even when they heard the same rumors as everyone else, they sorted truth from noise faster than anyone.

Even if a rumor was true, if they judged there was no winning, they pulled out without a second thought and struck it off their list.

She remembered the investing patterns Ha Tae-ung sometimes showed in the Management Studies Society room.

He'd only been sitting in a corner of the society's room, but he moved no differently from those…