Florisa: Girl From the Night Sky
Episode 10 - Ridiculous Dispute
Florisa is not the type of person who gets angry easily, but if injustice happens to him or in front of his eyes, he will be crazy.
“Hei!” growled. His voice was able to make the people around turn to him. “Please queue with orderly!” he was strict with the four people who broke into his queue.
Feeling challenged by the words of Florisa, one of the students who had grabbed the queue came closer to her. Florisa did not understand why the girl raised her chin and folded her hands on the chest.
“You think you're the one who'd dare to talk like that, huh?” The girl did not lose her voice.
Seeing the reaction of the girl who instead of apologizing but instead resisted, made Florisa go up. He was very rude, according to Florisa. After being observed for a moment, it turned out that the person who broke into the queue was a 12th grade student. Florisa could tell from the green badge with three gold stars attached to her uniform.
In this school every student must wear a badge that shows his or her grade level. A red badge with one gold-colored star for the 10th class. A yellow badge with two gold-colored stars for the 11th class, as Florisa wore. And for the 12th grade was a green badge with three gold-colored stars.
“I am a student of this school. Something wrong when I reprimand you, Senior?” florisa replied with a tone of voice that began to soften. He tried to speak as decently as possible to his interlocutor. “You and your friends have breached my queue.”
“Mistaken!” murkaniah. “You are just a brave junior acting disrespectfully towards the senior.”
“Sorry, if my reprimand hurts your feelings. But the one acting disrespectfully is you.” Florisa's starting to put up with this new senior. “I just ask you to be orderly in the queue. Does it hurt your feelings so much that you have to be wrathful like this?”
“Hey, it looks like you don't know yourself. I'm senior. You junior. If you have manners, you should let the senior take the queue first, not even shout at him.” His voice is getting louder. Making many eyes witness this ridiculous showdown between senior vs. junior. Some of the students watching were already ready with their phones to record.
“Oh, so. I'm sorry to yell at you earlier.” Florisa admits the part he yelled was wrong. At that time he did not know they were his seniors. Florisa has indeed been furious since he was encouraged because of the senior-senior action.
“Tau also you. Now kneel!” his orders to Florisa.
Hearing her senior's orders, Florisa only smiled with a sharp eye. He recalled Grandma Sani's message not to kneel down easily. Florisa knows, from 100% of the mistakes in this incident, that is only 10% of the mistakes due to shouting at the beginning while the other 90% is the fault of four people who became his senior.
“Are you not ashamed?” florisa said still with her smile. “I admit my mistake for yelling at the beginning, but you don't admit at all your mistake. Sneak queues, intimidate juniors, and shout loudly that makes others distracted.” Florisa raised her finger and counted the mistakes of her opponent.
All the students who witnessed this showdown had surrounded them. Almost all were stunned by the action of Florisa who dared to face this xii class student. The four people who broke into the queue Florisa is a group of students known to have influence among students of High School Hope. One of them was named Paulina. That's how it says on his nameplate.
In this school, the seniority level is quite high. Badges whose purpose as a marker of student identity is interpreted as the level of caste. The more stars you have, the higher your caste will be, the more powerful you will be. That's according to them. If you notice, one long table in this cafeteria is never filled by groups of students from two different grade levels. Each table is filled by students in homogeneous groups.
“Chitra. Why else is he?” his inner. Arzi intends to help Florisa and wants to stop the drama in this canteen. He swerved through the crowd to get close to Florisa.
Florisa's dispute with Paulina is heating up. Paulina who did not accept the words Florisa grew furious. His hands began to slap. He's gonna slap Florisa in the face. Unfortunately, the hand was captured by Florisa herself.
“Give a good example to your juniors!” Florisa told with a cynical smile.
Paulina red blotted her face. His chest is up and down. He did not accept Florisa's treatment of him. This junior has humiliated him in the presence of many people.
Three of Paulina's friends who had just stood up to say that all of Paulina's equipment had only begun to move after Paulina's attack was stopped Florisa. But having done nothing, Elisha came. The vice chairman of OSIS whose attitude exceeds BK teachers in regulating students in schools.
“What happened here?” The arrival of Elisha made everyone look at him.
He watched the two feuding people. An 11th grader and a 12th grader accompanied by her maids.
“You!” Elisha pointed at Florisa. “Let go of his hand!” his orders. “How dare you treat your senior like that. Did the accident make you forget your manners?”
“I don't ...” Florisa will defend himself, but his speech is cut.
“Basic brash! So you're the kid who fell off the cliff during camping? Cih.” Paulina then pulled her hand.
“He was disrespectful. But you also please do not act arbitrarily, Lina,” said Elisa. It seems that Elisha knew the background of this dispute.
Elisha would of course blame Florisa's actions for humiliating his senior. But he admitted the mistake of Paulina and her friends who had breached the queue.
“Luckily the teacher's desk is a little far from here. So the teachers won't realize about this fight.” Elisha now stands between Florisa and Paulina. “Now all disperse!” his orders were firm for all the students who swarmed in to witness the showdown.
With a thunderous order from the vice chairman of OSIS, all the students who had been huddled, began to disperse. Florisa is among them. He chose to leave those seniors and let go of the spicy meat stir-fry. There's no point in defending yourself there.
Florisa walked towards the special fried rice kiosk. It seemed to be the stall with the least number of students queuing up. But when he was about to enter the ranks, someone stopped Florisa's steps. A 10th grader with eyebrows reminiscent of a seagull flying at sunset.
