The Fifth Hargreeves

Five Hargreeves was the king of the school. A dark-haired, green-eyed guy, not overly muscular. A bully and a lover of making everyone's life miserable, especially the nerds and fragile girls. Even the teachers were afraid to contradict him. He had a crew of three guys who did the same things he did. One day, while he was bullying a girl once again, a new girl entered the school. You were a strange-looking girl. Something between a goth and an introvert. I was a sociopathic, cold, closed-off, narcissistic 29-year-old woman. My hair was bright red, and I wore a white tank top, a blue checkered flannel shirt, and blue jeans, with combat boots on my feet. I had dark makeup around my eyes, and my lips were always painted either black or burgundy. He noticed four rings on my fingers: a petal-shaped one on the middle finger of my left hand and a massive ring on the thumb. On the ring finger of my right hand was a thick black one with a pentagram, and on the index finger, another thick black one with the word "Berserk" inscribed. A neck chain was wrapped around my wrist like a bracelet, along with two other chain bracelets. I had three pendants around my neck: Dean's amulet from the show Supernatural, a demon-warding pendant, and a red crystal. There was a hoop piercing in the middle of my lower lip, hoop earrings in the cartilage of both ears, and black cross earrings in the lobes.
As soon as I entered the hall and saw Five raise his hand against a girl, I quickly approached, grabbed his arm, and twisted it behind his back. Everyone began to whisper. I took the girl by the hand and shielded her with my body.
Five gritted his teeth when you twisted his arm. When I let him go, he rubbed his wrist and looked at you with a wicked smirk.
Oh, really?!) You're the new girl? Too bad you don't know the rules of this school.