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"I need you to get me to the hospital, please. There was a horrible accident and Ernesto's been hurt."
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"Kris oppa!" A little girl wearing a bubblegum pink primary school uniform ran into the practice room with her backpack slung over her shoulder and her pony tail flowing behind her.
Her straight ebony hair was the same as her mothers and her piercing green eyes shone brightly with excitement as her little legs carried her across the room. Each day after getting out of the primary school, she would be taken to the SM Entertainment building where her parents worked. Her mother was a stylist, and her father a dance instructor who owned a renowned dance studio, both from Spain, but had found opportunity for a better life when they were recruited by the Korean entertainment company. They had gotten married young, high school sweethearts who knew from early on that they wanted to be together. Not long after, their first and only daughter Dolores came along, who they fondly knew as Lolita. Each day, the little girl had the same routine: say hello to her parents and the other boys, then she would find Kris who always had a present for her.
When she was close enough, Kris broke off from his formation in the dance number and crouched down to meet her gaze and waited with open arms. A big smile formed on his lips that was only ever present when she was around. He hardly smiled, and seemed to have a cold exterior. But the little girl seemed to bring out the best in him. The child jumped into his embrace and both fell onto the linoleum floor laughing.
"Ni hao Lolita!" He greeted her in his native language and in a goofy voice, making a giggle escape her lips. She always found the way he said her name to be especially amusing. His language, which was different than hers, made the pronunciation of names entirely different. She herself found it difficult to pronounce his Chinese name, and she instead resorted to calling him by his English name.
Lolita sat on the floor of the training room next to her Chinese friend. The other boys continued with the dance routine, as it was their last practice for the day and they didn't want to prolong it if they didn't have to. The song they were practicing currently was called Growl, and they would soon be having their comeback stage. Her father had come up with the choreography, giving them a schoolboy image. He had been so proud of his work that he often told the boys jokingly that the song would be a hit and that it would become Korea's new national anthem. "Did you bring me something today?" She wiggled her eyebrows at him with curiosity.
The twenty two year old member of EXO reached into his training jacket pocket and got out a chocolate covered marshmallow pop shaped like a clown, just like the ones she used to eat when she lived in Spain not too long ago. Her smile was wide with happiness as she took the candy from his hand. "Oh, thank you, Kris oppa! These are my favorite!" She said, quickly getting rid of the wrapper and taking a bite of the pop.
He nodded at her with a smile, "I know. Your mother told me they were your favorite, so I ordered a big box of them all the way from Xibanya. But I may have ate a few." He placed a hand over his stomach and laughed.
"Hey!" She pretended to be upset.
"Lolis..." Her father called in a semi-scolding tone to his young daughter, his only daughter and light of his eyes. "Go sit on the side and let Yifan get back to his dance practice with the other boys. Then he needs to meet up with your mother after to get his roots dyed blonde again. There is a lot to do before their comeback showcase next week. Your mother says that if he behaves and they finish quickly, he can gave dinner with us tonight and you can spend time with him."
