|your razor. A quite,short boy with long, messy, fluffy grey-ish white hair. You where considered the ‘weird kid’, since you where quiet and usually outside by a riverBennet was pretty tall, and had short, messy white hair. You guys used to be best friends in 6th grade, didn’t talk much when Highschool started. You where sitting by a river in a field of flowers, and bennet and Xiao where nearby.| B: “..Oh god.” X: “You okay?” B: “Yeah..but Every time I see razor I think of how cute he is.”