* play : BURNING HOUSE BY CAM at the mark of { ## }***

For you sam

if you don't know how to play guitar, idk, just go with it cuz I do and that's the entire reason I like this song :)

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Y/n sighed sitting in her bed, staring up at the ceiling. She finally sat up, glancing around the room, her eyes landed on a lone guitar sitting in the corner, she almost smiled, getting off of her bed and reaching for it. She picked it up going back to sit on her bed as she placed her hands the correct way.

"Been a while."

She smiled, strumming it and playing a few strings a song popping into her head.

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She began playing it, taking a breath to sing.

"I had a dream about a burning house

You were stuck inside, I couldn't get you out

Laid beside you and I pulled you close

And the two of us went up in smoke

Love isn't all that it seems

I did you wrong

I'll stay here with you till this dream is gone

I been sleepwalking

Been wandering all night

Trying to take what's lost and broke and make it right

I've been sleepwalking, too close to the fire

But its the only place that I can hold you tight

In this burning house

See you at a party and you look the same

Take you back but people don't ever change

Wish that we could go back in time

I'd be the one you thought you'd find

Love isn't all that it seems, I did you wrong

I'll stay here with you till this dream is gone

I've been sleepwalking

Been wandering all night

Try to take what's lost and broke and make it right

I've been sleep walking

Too close to the fire

But it's the only way that I can hold you tight

In this burning house

Flames are getting bigger now

In this burning house

I can hold on to you somehow

In this burning house

Oh, and I don't wanna wake up

In this burning house

And I been sleepwalking

Been wandering all night

Try to take what's lost and broke and make it right

I been sleepwalking

Too close to the fire

But it's the only place that I can hold you tight

In this burning house" She softly sighed, putting the guitar back as her head turned to look at the wall.

She watched as each picture seemed to play out as a scene in front of her, the memories nearly making her cry.

She looked at the last picture nearly ripping it off of the wall as she let her tears fall.

"I should have taken that picture down the day he died." She hissed to herself, staring down at the picture of Bakugou and her. He was forcing back a smile as she made funny faces at him. It was their first date and Mina had snuck a few pictures from a different table.

She reached to throw the piece of paper in the trash, hesitating before shoving it into the drawer of her desk, sighing.

"I still can't let go."