The Crown

The academy was quite popular in recent days with new applicants coming in. The bustling situation couldn't help but make the receptionists scratch their heads. They knew who was the one responsible for this situation but they could only curse in their heart.

In front of them was a long line of newcomers each with their own personality. One in the back of the line began shouting, "Hey, hurry up!"

"Hey, stop pushing!" replied the man in front of him.

Soon the situation escalated and the line was in disorder. The already stressed receptionist gritted his teeth, "Queue properly or you will not be admitted!"

"Be patient brother," said his co-worker.

He sighed as he lamented, "I know, I know, god, who would have thought we become so popular in just a few weeks,"

"Well, with recent achievements from him I think it's justified, however, I heard rumors that this time we are finally going to go to that event,"

"What event?"

"Uh, sir, can I register now?" said one of the applicants.