KANG TAEHYUN

Taehyun sat on his bed, irritated. He'd recently been getting a case of tinnitus, repeating in a very specific order.

.... . .-.. .--. ....... -- . --..-- ....... .. .----. -- ....... ... -.-. .- .-. . -.. .-.-.-

It was getting annoying. The constant beeps in his ears rang loud, until he finally understood. It was Morse code, and he had been putting it off as a condition for a week. Usually he'd catch on quicker, but this was a difficult message. He grabbed a paper and pen, and began trying to match the beeps on his paper. It took a day or two for him to decipher, and he was getting more infuriated as the hours went by.

Taehyun sat at his desk, running a hand through his pinkish blonde hair. The Morse code was less apparent and loud now, he was running out of time to figure it out. He was struggling under pressure, but he finally got it.

'Help me, I'm scared.'

Confusing. How is he meant to help this person when he doesn't know where they are? Coincidentally, the TV turned onto the news. Weather forecasts, a kidnapping of someone in his area, wait, a kidnapping. Probably the person using Morse code.