love at math

I have a math subject every one o'clock in the afternoon. I am always seated in the front row and I always sit beside him. He is a computer science student, probably a year older than me, and he is always wearing white. Well, at least that's what I often notice about him.

He never dares to look at me. He don't even know my name or doesn't even care about my existence in the room. One time, when I attempted to give him a smile, He turned his face away before I could release my most sensational smile.

Math is boring and we both know it. But he makes it lively. Too bad I can't do the same thing for him.