The Golden Flower BNHA [BLACK OC]
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  • Reads 158
  • Votes 14
  • Parts 6
  • Time 41m
Ongoing, First published Oct 15, 2020
Bakugou huffed. Why does he even like her? 

"NO! DON'T YOU DARE STOP THE FIGHT!! EQUAL RIGHTS, EQUAL FIGHTS, BABY!!"


Oh. That's why.






Rosencrantz Kaguya is a 16 year old girl who is interesting. 
An interesting skin color.
An interesting quirk.
An interesting body.

With all these assets, you would think she would be popular with everyone. Making friends easily.

Far from that.

 She's never had friends, she looks intimidating, and she still has a hard time opening up about her past. But when Rosencrantz is enrolled to her dream school, U.A, her whole world will change. 

Will you stay with Rose on this action romance adventure?




This is my first EVER fanfic! So please be gentle with me😅



Contains language, and maybe some other stuff along the way. 😏

This will kinda follow the original plot of MHA.

MHA AND THE ANIME PICTURES DO NOT BELONG TO ME. ONLY THE MAIN CHARACTER AND SOME OF THE SKETCHES BELONG TO ME.
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