Chapter 54 – Exams, Lunch Packs, and the Crazy Idea of SeoulPot
One Week After Cain Stepped Down
Seoul University returned to "normal"—though their version of normal still meant overcrowded cafés full of crazy rich students, cafeteria debates that felt like political summits, and sports cars casually parked on campus lawns.
But one thing remained truly terrifying: final exams.
Gevran at the Library
Usually chill, Gevran now looked like a completely different person—wearing glasses, sleeping face-down on his notes.
> "I give up… is this microeconomics or ancient dark magic?" he groaned, rubbing his head.
Park Jiwan arrived with five cups of coffee.
> "I didn't study, but I'm providing mental support. This is for team morale!" he said proudly.
Mi Yong, ever the multitasker, was still updating her content.
> "Guys, studying is important, but never forget skincare. This is me—bare face, still glowing!" (10,000 likes in two minutes.)
Haesung was solving mock tests while reading three law books at once.
> "This isn't a test. This is intellectual torture."
And Choi Eunwoo? He was rehearsing a presentation… about himself.
Post-Exam – G-Force Emergency Meeting
That night, the gang gathered on the dorm rooftop.
Jiwan kicked off the meeting in fake CEO mode.
> "Guys, we need something big. Something that makes our name explode—not just on campus, but out in the real world."
> "A restaurant," Haesung said quietly.
Everyone turned to look at him.
> "Imagine this: a futuristic restaurant. High-tech. Five-star taste. Youthful vibe. There's nothing like it in Korea."
Mi Yong's eyes lit up.
> "A restaurant… that's aesthetic, futuristic, and doubles as a photoshoot spot?! I'M IN!"
Eunwoo stood up dramatically and struck a pose.
> "If I'm the brand ambassador, it's guaranteed to go viral."
Gevran started thinking seriously.
> "Let's combine all our skills. I'll handle the system. Jiwan brings the ideas. Haesung's on legal and contracts. Mi Yong's our branding queen. Eunwoo… his narcissism is our marketing."
They Looked Up at the Sky
> "What do we call it?" Jiwan asked.
Gevran grinned.
> "SeoulPot."
Silence… and then:
> "I LOVE IT."
"Sounds futuristic!"
"Pot = potential!"
"Pot = food!"
"Pot = the pots of tomorrow!"
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A Dream, A Name, and a Plan
By midnight, the rooftop was buzzing with energy. Empty coffee cups and instant ramen bowls lay scattered between whiteboards, laptops, and half-baked logo sketches.
Mi Yong was already testing fonts on her tablet.
> "Modern but classy. We need something that screams elite, but friendly to broke students too."
Jiwan was pacing, eyes sparkling.
> "I know a guy who owns smart kitchen prototypes. Like, robotic arms that cook ramen perfectly."
Haesung tapped his screen.
> "We need permits, hygiene clearance, and trademark protection ASAP. I'll handle the legal structure."
Eunwoo pointed dramatically at the sky.
> "The universe told me: I was born to represent SeoulPot. This is fate."
Gevran typed furiously.
> "I can create the app and ordering system. Contactless tables, AI meal customization, user profiles… Maybe we use facial recognition to recommend dishes?"
Everyone paused.
Mi Yong blinked.
> "That's… actually brilliant."
Flashback – Gevran's Childhood Dream
For a moment, Gevran stared into the night sky and remembered a scene from his past life—working part-time, scrubbing greasy stoves, too tired to study, stomach growling.
> "If I could open my own restaurant... people like me could eat properly, without having to be ashamed."
He clenched his fist.
This time, he had the team. The chance. The power.
Jiwan Smirked
> "Okay. We're going big. We're gonna pitch to angel investors."
Haesung nodded.
> "I can get us a meeting with someone from Korea Venture Capital Association. My dad's connection."
The Group Fist-Bumps Together
> "To SeoulPot!"
"To the future!"
"To food, fortune, and fame!"
Meanwhile… at an Unknown Location
Cain stared at a screen. Multiple CCTVs showed images of the Seoul University library, the dorm rooftop, and even the café behind the faculty building.
> "So… a restaurant, huh?" he whispered.
A shadowy figure next to him chuckled.
> "Shall we crash their little dream?"
Cain's lips curled into a cold, calculating smile.
> "Let's see how high they build… before we burn it down."
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