I’ve always been irritated by guys like him—self-absorbed boors who sincerely believe they’re allowed everything. And he clearly doesn’t like girls like me—those who don’t spread out like a sugary puddle at his feet and can give a proper response to rudeness. It’s as if he set out to turn my life into hell, and I’m going to kick him out of the place he came from. All that’s left is to figure out what that arrogant metropolitan show-off forgot in our province.