Yo yo yo, guess who's starting a new story despite having so many stories still unfinished! That's right, it's me. Because I suck, but also because I have lots of ideas.

So the premise is that My Hero Academia is a new show and we'll be following the adventures of the actors playing our favorite heroes in training. I'll be referring to the actors by the first names and the characters by the last names or nick names. I thought about giving them all AU names, but there's just so many of them. I'll be switching which characters get followed based on who has plot going on or whatever, so everyone will get to be in it :D

Okay, on to the part you care about.

Ch. 1

It was supposed to be huge. Ever since the series was announced, there had been a steady media buzz about it. Excitement seemed to buzz every time a new cast announcement was made. My Hero Academia was supposed to be the new pop culture smash. Filming was still about a week away, and already social media was begging for cast and costume pictures.

The day before the scheduled shoot, nine of the actors were brought into hair and makeup to have their hair dyed. Izuku parked in the lot outside the studio, pulled his phone off the aux cord, and headed towards the building. Even though he was only getting his hair dyed, Izuku was, admittedly, a little nervous. He was playing the lead role in My hero Academia, a character called Deku, and while he was incredibly grateful and excited for the role he couldn't help but feel a bit out of place. Izuku was a relatively unknown actor. This wasn't his first job, but he'd never really done anything big or impressive. Sure, there were some other actors with his level of experience and even a few who were in their first role, but considering there were also plenty of big names in the cast and this was supposed to be a really big project, Izuku was surprised he had been offered the role. When he got inside, the others were already there. He recognized Kyoka, who he had worked with once before, as well as Tenya, Shoto, and Mezo who he had seen in movies or television shows before. There was also a blonde boy who looked familiar, and three others who Izuku didn't recognize. When he entered they all looked up.

"I'm not late, am I?" Izuku asked, suddenly more nervous.

"No, you're all right, the producers and costume people haven't come out yet," Tenya said before turning back to his phone.

Izuku's nerves settled down a bit. He walked over to Kyoka, who was talking with some of the others.

"Hey, Kyoka," He greeted, "Looks like we're working together again." The last time they had worked together they had played love interests in an indie short film.

"Looks like it," Kyoka chirped, smiling at him, "We should take a picture for instagram, come 'ere!"

Izuku stepped next to Kyoka and put an arm around her waist. Kyoka took a minute to adjust her light brown hair to sit behind her shoulders before draping an arm over Izuku's shoulders and taking a selfie.

"This is such a cute picture," She said, as Izuku looked at their brightly smiling faces over Kyoka's shoulder. "You okay if I tag you in it?"

"Yeah, sure."

"Cool!" Kyoka tapped away on her phone, filtering and captioning the picture.

"Uh, Hey, I'm Denki," said the blonde boy Kyoka had been talking with, "You're Izuku, right?"

"Yeah, that's me," Izuku replied.

"Nice to meet you, man," Denki said, Shaking Izuku's hand.

"You too. And you're Mezo, right?" Izuku turned to the extremely tall boy standing with them.

"Yep," He responded, shaking Izuku's hand "I checked out some of your stuff, man, I'm looking forward to working with you."

"Oh, thanks!"

"All right, listen up," A voice called the attention to all of the teenagers standing around, "Glad you all could make it, most of you are gonna be here a while. We want to create a really comic book super hero sort of aesthetic, so we're gonna be adding a few unnatural colors into the mix of the students. Take a seat at the chair with your name taped to the back and we'll get started.

The teenagers all looks over the chairs and sat in their allotted spots before hearing about what was in store for them. Izuku glanced in the mirror and silently said goodbye to his sandy blonde hair and began mentally preparing himself for it to be dyed green. Shoto was surprised when he was told his hair would be half silver and half red. He didn't think he could pull off such a bold look. Mina was incredibly excited to hear her strawberry blonde hair would be fluffed and layered and dyed bubblegum pink. Eijiro was similarly excited to have his dark hair dyed red and was looking forward to seeing how to spike it up. His hair was pretty long, and really thin and wispy, so he never really knew what to do with it other than tie it into a loose bun. The only one who was truly upset about the plans for their hair was Kyoka.

Kyoka's agent had told her to keep a fairly neutral look that looked nice but kept her open to as many roles as possible. She loved the way her soft curls cascaded down to her mid back and thought the side part framed her face really nicely. It was a simple and romantic sort of look. She stared at herself in the mirror and tried to imagine how she'd look with her hair stick straight. She tried to imagine how she'd look with a severe angular cropped haircut. She tried to imagine how she'd look with lopsided fringe. She tried to imagine how she'd look with her hair dyed purple. No matter how she thought about it, Kyoka knew she'd immediately be labeled as "edgy" and severely decrease her options for roles. When the stylist behind her chopped off a large chunk of her hair without warning, Kyoka felt like she might cry. She fought back the tears and tried desperately to maintain a professional demeanor as she watched her beloved curls fall away. When the dye was in her hair and the stylist had stepped away, Kyoka pulled her knees up to her chest and allows herself a moment of self pity.

"Hey," she hears the person in the chair next to her say. She looks up to see Denki. "It'll be okay. I'm sure no matter what they do you'll look great." He smiled brightly at her.

"That's easy for you to say," Kyoka huffed, "You're just getting like one streak of your hair done. They're changing my look entirely. I'll have to redo my entire brand. I'll be an edgy girl now."

"So?"

"So, I'm not edgy! I don't play edgy roles."

"Well you got this role, so I guess you've got some potential for edgy."

Kyoka let out a huff of breath and looked away from Denki.

The boy sighed. "Look," He said, "Sometimes you've gotta redo your brand. It happens as an up and coming actor. Maybe you don't usually play these sorts of characters, but pretty much the whole world is gonna see you playing Jiro with your choppy purple hair and they'll think 'Hey, we should get that girl for the edgy character in our movie or show or whatever.' No matter how you look at it this show's a great opportunity. And anyway, it's just hair. It'll grow out if you really don't like it."

Kyoka appreciated that he was trying to make her feel better, but she wasn't sure she would be able to talk without crying right now, so instead she stayed quiet and kept looking away. Denki sighed and pulled out his phone.

When the color and styling was all done, Kyoka didn't recognize herself in the mirror. The stylist had asked her what she thought, and she weakly responded that she loved it while trying to hide the fact that she was shocked, upset, and mildly horrified. The producer and director had checked over all the teenagers and raved about how much they loved her "new look." Kyoka put on a smile while they were there, but now that it was just the actors left, packing up their stuff and getting ready to leave. Kyoka lingered by her chair, hoping that if she left last then no one would see her if she couldn't keep herself from crying anymore. The last person left besides her was Shoto. As he was walking out, he noticed how downtrodden Kyoka looked. Running a hand through his new multi colored hair, he felt like he knew why. We walked over to where she stood.

"Hey," Shoto said, causing the girl to look up, "I uh, I know how you feel. It's a great look, I guess, and the producers love it. It's for the role and it'll probably look great in context, but like for everyday life and other jobs and stuff...it sucks."

Kyoko felt herself trembling slightly as she looked down at her feet. "I hate it," She said softly. "I know it sounds stupid. It's just hair. I just...I don't feel like me anymore." She silently cursed when she felt tears start to slip down her face. She tried to discretely brush them away before she humiliated herself in front of Shoto, who was her new costar, a popular young actor, and admittedly really cute. Shoto noticed she had started crying and after weighing the options briefly, decided to pull Kyoko into his chest, wrapping his arms around her tightly. Held securely in Shoto's embrace, Kyoko couldn't stop the tears. She held on tightly to the boy in front of her as he rubbed her back comfortingly and let her cry herself out. Neither of them noticed when Denki stepped back into the building to see if Kyoko was coming out, and neither of them noticed how broken up he looked to see her in Shoto's arms.