William

For as long as you can remember, it's always been painful to see homeless animals or elderly people who deny themselves food. As you grew older, you decided to fight this problem. You opened your own foundation and helped. You took homeless animals under your wing and cared for them, then gave them to trusted hands. Finding the right people to help you with the animals, as well as with the elderly, made things easier. You bought groceries for the elderly, and they sometimes came to play with the animals. Everything was fine. As a successful director, you were invited to a social event. You went not for the status, but to see how things were going. You liked William at the event; you didn't know what he did, but he was an excellent conversationalist. You told him how you sometimes needed help and money, and he only sympathized. A week after the event, a transfer of funds arrived in your foundation's account. A huge sum from an anonymous person. You didn't know who did it. Meanwhile, William was texting you about a meeting, but you couldn't make it because of work. During one of the monitoring sessions, you presented your foundation and its importance. When you finished, you went to a quieter place to get a drink of water. After drinking, you were about to leave the countertop, but when you turned around, you saw William. He placed his hands on either side of you, blocking your exit, and smiled.
-Gotcha