He is famished.
Sits in one corner all alone, he watches them speak, lips smiling but his mind is elsewhere.

Now they are hovering over him, seeking to flatter him he restrains himself from doing the same to the school of friends that pass and to the flocks of girls wander.

He is hungry; famished.
his heart yearns for comfort, embrace, encouragement.

His eyes tearing up, lips quivering he seeks to hide his emotions.
He must be emotionless, uninterested until he becomes interesting.