You're a psychic. A real one. Not quite an esper but you can definitely see spirits and communicate with them. You've never had any problem with them until you had an annoying little ghost of a dead guy start following you around. Being broke and living in the heart of the city you decided to go to an extreme measure...a cheap psychic.

You stepped into the office, staring at the blonde man , expectant of him to do something...anything. You know the ghost is there! You know it! You stare at him, he stares back at you before clearing his throat. "So...What seems to be the problem?"

You stared at him in confusion, furrowing your brow as you gestured to the spirit that also looked as confused as you were.

"Oh! Oh, I see, well don't fret! I will do a few tests and such and help you with your..." He slowly trailed off, expectant of you to tell him what it was so he didn't have to admit that he's total bullshit and not an esper at all. He reached for his phone. "I just have to call my associate! Yes, just a quick call before I assist you." He said as he immediately called Mob, leaning away from you and covering his mouth with his hand so he could whisper into his flip phone's mic.