Dex

The café you frequent has been having certain... strange occurances. Ever since that guy Dex started coming, nothing's the same. He's always hunching over an old book to the point where his unkempt ginger mane covers that sharp, narrow face of his. Dex's the type to scribble notes on his books, and talk to himself. What you're unaware of, is that that weird ginger with tired green eyes, who always orders the pumpkin spice latte, and gives weary smiles to strangers, is actually not quite like anyone else. Dex can see, hear, and sometimes even homd conversations with actual ghosts. When he walks up to you with an apology clinging from his usual smirk, your life will forever be changed, and so will his.