175 Find Dad

In the middle of the night, there was someone who was trying his hardest not to freak out.

"Pick up, Master! Pick up the call!" An anxious voice rang out in the silent room.

The owner of that voice paced around in the darkroom that was illuminated only by the light coming through the window.

The moon outside shone brightly inside and revealed the figure that was anxiously striding in circles at the moment.

The constant beeps that indicated that the user was busy which were coming from the other side of the phone was enough to send him into a deep state of panic.

Stomping his feet on the ground like a tantrum-throwing toddler, the man grunted as he stopped before the window.

The bright moonlight was enough to let his features be visible for a quick second before he moved away.

Short spiked hair, a sparkling black diamond stud in his ear and an exceptionally beautiful face.