The fifth peak of the academic city was as lively as ever, its streets filled with students dressed in their respective academy uniforms.
Calls of vendors echoed through the air along with the scent of fresh food and chatters of students. Small groups of students gathered in various corners, engaging in discussions about the upcoming Academic Competition—a prestigious event that occurred every third year.
"I heard the club presidents would participate in the competition this time. They've never participated in any competition until now."
"Why won't they? This isn't your regular competition. The one who wins gets to meet the head/principal of the academy and have the chance of being trained personally by them."
"For real? I heard they had never shown their face or taken in any disciple."
"Well, this happens once every third year for a reason."