Sensei to Watashi

Ahh. How do I describe this manga? The story is awful. There's no depth. The lead characters are, at best, caricatures of the most standard shojo stereotypes. The writing is jam-packed with cheese, the action is ridiculously unrealistic, and the lead girl is so impossibly innocent that all the "romantic" scenes have me checking the corners of the panels for pedobear. And yet I keep reading it. Not because I'm hoping it gets better. Not because I'm on edge to see what happens next. And certainly not because I find the relationship between the two leads plausible, or refreshing, or even entertaining. No, I keep readingbecause sometimes you just want mindless, predictable, "our instantaneous love-of-a-lifetime will overcome all obstacles" shojo. This is the stuff of a twelve-year-old's dreams. It's fantastic in its mediocrity and naivete. You won't get invested in any part of the story (I promise you). You can read a page, or twenty, and then go back to what you were doing. It's perfect for a quick fix when you're just jonesin' for shojo, but don't have the time for anything good. On that level, this is the perfect read.