He was sitting at the far side of the computer lab, low in his seat, peeking down through a gap in the dozens of monitors to watch the girl on the far side of the room. He wondered about what she was doing there: homework, online gaming, chat, YouTube; the possibilities were endless in this day and age.
He reached down and tapped enter, then looked back to her. He saw the surprise as an instant notification attracted her attention. A moment later, her eyes widened and her mouth fell open. She looked behind her on both sides, probably to ensure no one else saw what was on her screen, he thought. Then, she looked out across the computer lab, probably wondering if someone here was responsible for the nude photos of her that just opened up from an email.
He wasn't concerned about her thinking it was him. He had no connection to her, other than the amount of time each of them spent at Hampton High. They spent some of that time together in one classroom, but they weren't personally involved in any significant way. He never spent time with her outside of school, so she would have no reason to suspect him as being the one who had gotten his hands on two dozen sexually explicit pics of her.
He tapped another button, sending her another instant notification. He saw her reach up to the computer keyboard and knew that she would be reading:
You have to be careful what you upload to a computer these days. I'll be in touch. By the way ... incredible body.