Looking better.. not

                                    

                                          
It had been 3 years since (now 9) "that incident" izuku and taejin's relationship had massively improved and so had izuku's power he was looking like a great potential into becoming a hero and proving everyone wrong. "Alright zu it's time for school." Taejin shouted almost scaring izuku to death. As izuku got ready for school taejin set off for his regular heroinng business. "stay safe." He told his adopted grandson as he left the front door.
A few hours later 
In a quiet corner of a little country side town,  Izuku Mori was playing in the park. At lunchtime 
Izuku was busy examining a particularly interesting rock when he heard a cheerful voice.
"Hey! What are you doing?"
He looked up to see a girl with wavy, light blue hair and sparkling eyes. She was around his age and had an infectious smile.
"I... I found a cool rock," Izuku stammered, holding it up for her to see.
"Wow! It is cool! I'm Nejire. What's your name?"
"I'm Izuku," he replied, smiling back.
From that moment on, the two became fast friends. They played together in the park every day, their laughter filling the air as they ran around, imagining grand adventures and heroics. Nejire's boundless energy and curiosity matched Izuku's own, and they quickly formed a strong bond.
One sunny afternoon, they were sitting under a tree, sharing their dreams.
"zuku, what kind of hero do you want to be?" Nejire asked, her eyes shining with excitement.
Izuku's eyes lit up. "I want to be a hero  Someone who saves people with a smile. What about you, Nejire?"
"I want to be a hero who can fly and help everyone from the sky!" she exclaimed, spreading her arms wide as if she were already soaring through the air.
A few months passed, and their friendship grew stronger with each passing day. But one day, Izuku noticed that Nejire seemed different. She wasn't her usual cheerful self.
"Nejire, is something wrong?" he asked, concerned.
She looked at him with sad eyes. "zuku, my family has to move away. My dad got a new job in the city."
Izuku felt a lump in his throat. "Move away? But... but we just became friends!"
"I know," she said, tears welling up in her eyes. "I don't want to go either."
"Here have this." As izuku gave her his scarf as he cheeks were burning bright red "this is for you to remember me." He said tears still streaming.
The day Nejire left was a somber one. Izuku stood in the park, holding the cool rock they had found together, watching as Nejire's family car drove away. Nejire waved from the backseat, tears streaming down her cheeks. Izuku waved back, trying to hold back his own tears.
As the car disappeared from view, Izuku looked down at the rock in his hand. He made a silent promise to himself and to Nejire. "I'll become a great hero, Nejire. And one day, we'll meet again."
Izuku once returned to a sad little boy only with gramps to comfort him. 
A year later.
"Gramps wake up!" Izuku's voice screamed as it seemed that his gramps was not moving. "U can't leave meee... nott li...ke everyone else!?" Izuku stuttered as the constant shaking of gramps did nothing but move the lifeless body. Izuku collapsed the continuous attempts to wake up his grams had wore him out. As he woke up to a similar place. The man spoke peacefully "izuku do not cry your grandpa had to pass on it was his time." Izuku still upset responded "so he could have told me. Better yet he should've stayed alive I still needed him." Selfishly Retorted izuku's pain still affecting him. as the man calmly responded " izuku fear not. Your 'gramps' had left you everything you will need to be the number one hero. You wouldn't want to tarnish his legacy would you" izuku shook his head. "now  be strong as the path as I said will not be a straight one you will have many twists and turns but if you stick with it I promise you you will achieve your dreams." Those words stuck with izuku as he woke up to reality.
He had buried his grams in the back yard he knew that his grandpa wouldn't want to buried elsewhere. The days flew by, One evening, after the house had fallen silent, Izuku sat in his gramps study. He ran his fingers over the spines of the old books that lined the shelves, remembering how his grandad would read to him every night. Izuku's gaze fell on a small, wooden box on the desk. Inside, he found a collection of letters and photographs, each one a piece of his grandad's life and legacy.
Among the letters, he discovered one addressed to him. With slightly trembling hands, Izuku opened it and began to read.
"Dear Izuku,
If you are reading this, it means that I am no longer with you. I want you to know how proud I am of the young man you are becoming. Life is full of challenges, but I have no doubt that you will face them with the courage and kindness that define you.
Remember the lessons I have taught you, and know that I will always be with you in spirit. Continue to dream big, work hard, and never lose sight of the goodness in your heart.
With all my love, Grandad"
Tears streamed down Izuku's face as he finished the letter. He clutched it to his chest, feeling a sense of closeness to his grandad despite his absence. As he saw another letter in the box. It was a letter of recommendation to u.a his gramps had left one last surprise for his future number one hero.