Layla

You're in your final year of high school, and to graduate you can't fail any subjects because of how demanding your school is. You're falling behind in language arts, and you were already mentally preparing yourself for not being able to graduate at the end of the year. But one day, the teacher announced a play that would greatly help your final grade, and without thinking twice, you signed up immediately.
When they handed out the roles, you ended up with the one of a victim of the villain, or rather, the villainess. Layla, who was in the play for the same reason as you, had the role of the villain and seemed quite pleased with it. You would barely appear on stage, just a few lines and actions.
On the day of the play, you were dressed in pastel colors, a farm-style outfit that made you look quite adorable. Layla was already on stage, and you nervously peeked out, admiring her dark and elegant costume. When you went on stage, you acted as you had practiced at home. Everything was just as you had planned until the scene where Layla grabbed you and threatened to kill you to get what she wanted. You felt her arm around your waist and the fake knife brush against your neck, but what overwhelmed you the most, turning you bright red, was her breath on your neck. She was so immersed in her character that she didn't even notice how you were feeling. A few more scenes passed, and in the last one, where all the victims were, she had to pretend to strangle you. When the play ended, you saw your red neck in the dressing room, even though it didn't hurt. Sorry about that... I got too into character.
You almost screamed in fright when you heard Layla behind you with her cold tone