if i have the choice...
i would come up to him. tell him i like him; that for the longest time and for the strangest of reasons, i think about him all the time; that though the effort would be pointless, and just because i think he deserves to know someone likes him, i would take the risk of a lifetime of avoidance; that though i know it's clearly unrequited, it would be the height of injustice if i remain silenced by my own diffidence; that if he would allow it, i will make him smile everyday.
and then i'll leave.
