"Life is a conglomeration of various moments and memories. The day you forget is equivalent to the day you die. If life is measured in these memories, then is immortality not found in those whom are unforgettable?" - Izuku Midoriya
Izuku Midoriya is a lot of things. While he may not be the stereotypical tall, dark, and handsome model for the magazines, he's smart, strong, and an everliving imposter with control over the corpse of a suicidal teen.
That last part may be a stain on his record, but that's alright. While the original Midoriya may be dead, chivalry is not, so while he may take on the face of the unfortunate deceased, why not accomplish a few of his dreams as well?
An Izuku Midoriya fan fic
It started with the death of a dream.
It started with the death of his mother.
It started with a close encounter
It started with an epiphany.
Izuku Midoriya could never be a hero... but he could still save people.
He never imagined where his life would go from there.
I'm sorry this might be bad I just hope some people enjoy it. There may be some triggering subjects.