it was your first official day in the impact house and already it felt like chaos—in the best way.

you had just finished setting your stuff up in your room when armani popped his head in the doorway, looking you up and down, casually.

“so you the new one in here ?,” he said, leaning against the frame with his arms crossed. “yo outfit fye asl.”

you laughed, pretending not to notice how he was definitely checking you out. he ended up giving you a tour of the house—not that you remembered half of it, since he was making you laugh the whole time.

later that day, y’all ended up in the backyard messing around with the ring light, filming dumb tiktoks and other content. every time you got close, he’d bump your shoulder or give you that look—and yeah, the chemistry was already there.