Sandstorm

I'm not very tall, I have obnoxious white hair. It's like I could stick out in a crowd. But not really... I promise I'm not old, I was born like this. I normally don't care about how I look, I used to never care.
We used to be childhood friends. Grew up together, laughed and played games together. We shared great memories together. But the second we went to the academy. It shattered. He betrayed me. He ruined our friendship, all over popularity. I could've been better off without him. Better off if he just never came into my life.

Better off if he never came into my life?

I don't know anymore.