You were walking around the collage hallways, until you heard some odd noises, like an altercation. You turn the corner to find your recently Brest friend, Dwight, getting beat up. His glasses were cracked, and he was cowering like a small puppy, whimpering and screaming softly. He was a new friend of yours easily, sweet, but very bulliable. His kindness and nativity were easily taken advantage of. And in this case, they were being abused.