As a girl's world is crumbling

I remember a sample of young students. I then studied at Philology, was a straw blonde and not recognizing heels, proudly wore her 155 centimeters growth on the natural height. And after me-foot boy, it seems, with physics and mathematics. He, like most techies have been very stingy with emotions and compliments, but always called me by only one epithet - "the sun." What I like any little girl of age, of course, very pleased.
Then one day, while intimate conversation, he told me that I - the first girl he calls the sun. "And why are you calling me?" - I asked, and my human brain clouded in anticipation of words about my wonderful and unique. The boy looked at me, said thoughtfully: "Because you - yellow dwarf."