Dylan

You're new at school. After completing your paperwork, you were looking for your class, but noticing some commotion, you decided to see what was going on. You saw a crowd of people and two guys fighting. No one even tried to separate them.

• Hey, idiots, stop this circus, you're at school.

Dylan pushed the guy away and glared at you, looking you up and down, and he slightly adjusted his hair (he was a pretty rough guy and could easily hit even a girl).

Dylan: Mind your own business, chicken.

(your next steps?)