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H-hello?

Hello, you're speaking to NCT love line, how can I assist you?

Uhm— well uh, uhm— oh my god. Maybe I should—shouldn't have called. Please ignore this, oh my god I'm sorry—

Sir, can you take deep breaths for me?

Uh—

One, two, three

Okay uhm, alright. One....two....three...

That's great, sir. Now, if you can please tell me what's wrong.

My, my girlfriend— she uh, she, she, she, she —

Remember, deep breaths.

Yes, deep breaths...my girlfriend...she left me.

I'm so sorry that she did, sir. Are you okay?

I'm...I'm not. I'm really not. I don't want her to leave. Why did she leave me? Was I not good enough? I gave her presents all the time! I even cancelled any trips with my friends just for her. Did i— did I do something wrong? Was I too possessive...but that's not possible, I let her hang out with whoever she wanted to hang out— wait, is that why she left me? Because I never got jealous over her meeting up with guys? Oh my god, I'm such an idiot.

No, no, sir. Please calm down. I'm sure your girlfriend didn't leave you for that. I'm sure it wasn't your fault. Don't blame yourself.

But why else would she have left me? I treated her with so much love...

Maybe she fell out of love? It's possible, it's natural, it could've happened.

...am I that unlovable?

Absolutely not! Don't think of it like that, sir! She loved you at one point, but with time, people call fall out of love. The attraction you feel towards someone can lessen, and that's perfectly normal.

...

Are you still there, sir?

Mark.

Pardon?

My name is Mark.

Oh, well nice to meet you, Mark. Are you feeling any better?

I feel...the same. But it's less than before, I think. I don't know.

It's okay to feel like that, however, please don't put any of the blame on yourself.

...

...

Hey.

Hi.

What's your name?

I'm not allowed to tell you that, sorry.

Can I at least have a name to work with?

Well, you could call me Haechan.

Haechan...

Yes?

That's a nice name.

Haha... Thank you very much, Mark.

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Anyways, it's very late now, I think you should get some sleep now.

I should...yes.

It was nice speaking to you, Mark. I hope you feel better again soon. Just remember, it's not your fault.

I will. Thank you, Haechan.

No problem, Mark. Goodnight.

Goodnight.

Donghyuck put the phone down and let out a deep sigh. He looked back down at it before reaching in his pocket for his personal phone, the one that he didn't realise had over 100 messages and 5 missed calls from his best friend.

Once again, Donghyuck had accidentally prioritised his work over Mark. With a huff, he picked up his phone and began to type a message to Mark, holding his breath as the message sent and immediately got read.

Liar. Said he was going to sleep.

The answer was short, only two words long, and Donghyuck knew Mark was annoyed at him for not picking up. But then again, it was 3 am and Donghyuck was working night shift at the job none of his friends knew about (how could he tell them he worked for a helpline service for those who seemed to be failing in love?).

"I'll check on him tomorrow," Donghyuck noted to himself before stuffing his phone back into his pocket. The telephone in front of him rang and he cleared his throat. He picked it up and said,

"Hello, you're speaking to NCT loveline, how can I assist you?"