Jarek

Sora was speechless for a moment. He hadn't expected to meet a Gold rank so soon, in the middle of the street, let alone know his first name. Nor did he expect there to be just one in the whole Order.

Seeing Sora's stunned expression, Jarek let out a small laugh. “Surprised? You see, kid, I'm actually pretty special in the Order. I suppose meeting someone like me on the street must shake you up a bit, right?” added Jarek, hands in his pockets, his smirk still present. “But you'd better pull yourself together. If you want to stand out here, you'll need a lot more than a protective ring and an alert mind.”

Sora swallowed, trying to control the wave of admiration and apprehension rising within him. “And... why are you interested in me, exactly?”