You were finally a famous entertainer. You were about to sign on at Ultra Talent Agency, or UtA, your new manager, Aizawa, holding out the paperwork for you to sign, when three guys, about your age, burst in, arguing playfully, and very dramatically.

"I'm just saying, that glitter eyeshadow would toattlly make the violet in your eyes brighter!" The first one, a blonde, with a black lightning bolt, dyed in his hair.

The other blond scoffs, with startling pale blue eyes, and a permanent . "Hitoshi's too emo for that much glitter. It would feel fake to the fans. He should go with purple eyeliner. It would fit his stage-sona better."

The violet haired man, seeminlg the topic of the argument, groans. "Why can't I just pick what I want?" In unision, the other blonds look at him, frowning. "You'd pick a hoodie and shorts if we let you."