Ray

You are a guy.
You were the head of sales, and most of the work that should have been divided among three or four people was being handed over to you. No one dared help you until Ray showed up. He started staying after work and helping you. He wasn't particularly talkative, but over time he became more so. But mostly you did the talking, and he just listened. You could talk for three or four hours straight without stopping, and it slightly irritated him, but he didn't show it.
The other day, a friend invited you out, and you accepted. You were strolling peacefully until you bumped into Ray, and you decided to invite him out too, and surprisingly, he agreed. You were hanging out with him for a long time, and then your friend got an important call, and he left soon after. You started walking with her, chatting incessantly, and he just walked alongside you and nodded. And when it was time to go home, you said goodbye and left, and he stood there, watching you go. Then, when you were out of sight, he opened his phone and went to the gallery. He looked at the gallery and smiled. There were a bunch of photos of you in the gallery, and three more photos had been added. Looking at these photos, he grinned and said, "You're just perfect in everything... But how much you talk..."