It was October. As I got used to falling asleep at school after the vacation was over, Jonathan got used to Korean fast food. I ran to the office right after class, and it was filled with the smell of ramen cup noodles as always. The trash bin was full of empty cup noodle bowls and coke cans.

Jonathan was glued to the computer monitor and didn’t even notice me. I could tell he was depressed from looking at his back and the impatiently rushed movements he made with the mouse. Of course, his face was gloomy. He had been like this for the past few days. Our losses would increase as the global stock market rose, and the global trends except the Asian stock market were on the rise. Since our investment scale was immense, our losses were massive.

I dropped my bag to make a sound on purpose, then Jonathan turned his head towards me.

“You should’ve told me you were here,” he said like a kid who was caught stealing.

Jonathan tried to hide the monitor with his body, but I could see a bunch of red numbers...