When a good guy moves to another city for good, his friends will do everything they can to make sure he remembers his last day in his hometown forever. It usually involves foam parties, bikinis, and having fun until dinner time. But what's a person moving to another city to do if he's a total asshole who doesn't really have any friends? The question is, of course, a philosophical one. And it also does not apply to the hero of this story, because, as it turns out, there is still one girl who is secretly in love with him