9th grade crushh

So let’s go back 4 years ago when I recently shifted to this new small town. My parents got me admitted to a religious local school, which also had tuition classes. Before school started, I joined tuition, and there I saw this guy (mind you, it was my first time seeing a guy around my age because my parents never allowed me to interact with one). so this guy was 6 feet tall, wore glasses, total nerd, and so awkward around females — like he never acknowledged the existence of girls. Whenever there was a girl around him, his gaze would be on the floor, never on her body or face. He was super clean and his voice was so gentle and soft, with a soft giggle.  later I found out we were in the same school, but the school was strict about interaction between genders, so I rarely got to see him there. But in tuition, I could see him. That same year, I talked to him once about a book — only for a few seconds, but it felt like hours to me.  next year, I left school midway due to something that happened, and I was crying… and he saw me cry. AHHHHHHH WHY. Now I don’t know where he is or anything.