OK so I decided to show the conversation with Inko and Aizawa.

When Izumi left the store the woman gave the black haired man a hug, the man returning it. "God I haven't seen you since...", Inko said, her voice silencing at the memory. They talked as she prepared the medicine for his eyes, remembering the recipe by heart. They quickly landed on a specific subject. Aizawa started by saying, "So she's the one". Inko snapped out of her concentration before she spoke, "Yes.. she's growing up so fast too. Wants to be Protector of Peace." Aizawa raised an eyebrow.

"Would you like me to take her to U.A?"

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The blonde man spat up blood at the idea. "Come and be a teacher at U.A." He didn't expect that. Nezu handed him a handkerchief before explaining," We both know your not getting older and the government thinks this could be a good idea. Eventually you as All Might won't be able to do hero work so teaching young heroes might calm down the public knowing that you have helped teach them better as the Protector of Peace. It can also help for looking for a successor for One for All although most people in the government don't know that." The blonde blinked for a second, trying to process what was said before a flashing light started to go off. Nezu put down his tea before going to pick it up quickly. "Hello."

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A teenager sits on a cliff, legs dangling off the side while looking out as the sun sets. The crunching of grass can be heard behind him before stopping quickly. The teenager turn behind him to see another teen. He had red hair which was spiked with light gray pants with a red cloth wrapped over his pants. He had an open vest without a shirt leaving his chest out in the open and a scarf wrapped loosely around his neck. "Hey Shitty-Hair." Bakugou said sarcastically. Kirishima sat next to him before saying teasingly, "You're thinking about her again." Katsuki sighed. "And what if I am asshole?" the blonde asked not looking away from the sunset. "She'll come soon." the red haired teen spoke.

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When the green haired girl she didn't expect to find three people in the middle, a boy with yellow orange hair, a black lightening bolt on one side. He wore a brown hat , a white shirt with a vest covering a fair amount of it, dark pants and a sword at his side. Behind him stood a boy and a girl, the boy quite tall with a mutant type quirk that had these webbed arms with different body parts on them such as eyes, mouths, ect.. On his right stood a girl with frog like features, tongue sticking out at the left side of her mouth. The smaller male was trying to talk with some people though she couldn't hear it well. She couldn't figure out why there was a crowd until someone yelled, "FREAKS!"

Midoriya pushed her way to the front before standing in between the crowd and the people. "Leave them alone." She spoke firmly as if there was no room for argument though the three behind her could notice her shaking. A man shot at her, tackling her to the floor before scratching her her cheek. She started up her quirk before taking over the fight before kicking him where the sun don't shine. The crowd quickly dissipated around them, the brown haired witch rushing to the girl. "Midoriya-chan you can't just do that." she spoke while shaking her. Uraraka led her to their table, making her sit down before starting to look over her. Iida started ranting again about how she had to be more careful.

The frog girl came up to them before saying, "Thank you so much...." The cinnamon roll looked up at her shyly. "Midoriya. Izumi Midoriya. And i-it was nothing. They were being mean to you any way", she muttered. "Tsuyu Asui but you can call me Tsu." The boys also walked up to the group before introducing themselves. "Hi I'm Denki Kaminari and this is Mezo Shoji." The energetic blonde spoke while the taller boy just waved. Iida and Uraraka introduced themselves as they talked for a while as they ate. Tsu's group were also going to U.A so they decided to meet back up in the morning at the edge of the town. The group went back to the inn, separating from the boy as they went to their room.