Let Them EatJin!

Dessert

You are left alone again, this time in the empty restaurant with a bowl of cold fried chicken for company. You scratch your head. You think out loud, 'Don't tell me those two were figments of my imagination too? Where do I get the inspiration to dream up such weird characters?'

"Hey, we're not weird! And we're most definitely not figments of your imagination, how could think that," someone says.

"I thought you said you were coming back later, Ghost Hobi!" you say, astonished to see him return within seconds of his departure. And also that your mind wasn't playing tricks on you. Right?

"Oh, I just said that for dramatic effect. Goodness knows what trouble you will get yourself into if left to your own devices for too long," he says, giving you a knowing look. You look at him blankly. Hobi shakes his head, looking at you in disbelief. 'How is the 'Jin' in this universe so clueless?' he ponders. Then, as if on autocue, he smiles brightly and hooks onto your arm, pulling you up. "So, are you ready to see what your life could be like in the future if you truly know yourself?"

"Er, yeah, I guess," you say, with some trepidation. "You're not going to whiz me through some vortex are you?"

"Come on Jin, we're not in a sci-fi story, keep up!" he mildly chastises you. You just nod and say, "Ok then, I'm ready, show me the future where I apparently know myself."

"Gladly! Let's take a walk," ghost Hobi says, leading you, arm in arm, out of the restaurant. He walks back to the culinary school and into the main hall. "Ghost Hobi, I think you're going the wrong way, this is my culinary school. The place I epically fail at everything," you say morosely.

"Nope, this is exactly the right way, come on." He dramatically opens the door to the main hall and proudly walks in. "So, what do you think Jin? Did you expect....huh, why are hiding?" he asks. You are worried that you are late, yet again, for Monsieur Escargot's class.

"Isn't Monsieur Escargot there?" you ask, peeking over Hobi's shoulder.

"What? I thought you understood that we were in your future, Jin?" he asks, incredulously.

"Oh yeah, haha, I knew that, just a Jin joke, you know, haha," you laugh weakly. "Ahem, please lead the way O Benevolent Hobi."

"This is going to take more work than I thought. I told Namjoon I wanted to be the ghost of cuisines present, not future," Hobi mumbles to himself.

"Pardon?" you ask.

"Oh, nothing, nothing. Come and see Jin. It's not Monsieur Snails, I mean Escargot, talking. Look," he says, moving aside.

"Woah, who is that devilishly handsome guy?" you ask. You don't see Hobi rolling his eyes. "Look closely," he says.

"Mon Dieu, is that me?!" you ask, genuinely surprised. "I don't scrub up too badly in my later years, do I?"

"Good grief, you're focusing on the wrong thing, Jin. Look at what you're doing! You are giving a lecture to a group of rapt students on how to make the perfect souffle!"

"What? Am I really? you ask.

"Yes, you are now the Principal of this school and you give guest lectures once a year to the students," Hobi explains.