The awkward wholesomeness and frail codependency of early-teen romance knows fewer exhortations of compatibility than an introverted and average guy meeting an idiosyncratic and average girl. THE GIRL I LIKE FORGOT HER GLASSES v1 is a narrowly focused manga drawn with incredible nuance. Its characters are unassuming, but not entirely bland, and the predicaments they likewise encounter are familiar. Alas, Mie forgets her glasses a lot. Fortunately, Komura, prickly with anxiety, is ready to help. Sort of.
Mie is a delightful character. She's kind, pithy, and really likes pastries. She has bad luck, however, when it comes to eye care: forgetting her glasses, losing her glasses, stepping on her glasses, using irritating contact lenses. Her classmates are accustomed to seeing the girl with her nose flat against her textbooks because Mie's eyesight is truly terrible. But to her charm, the girl isn't bitter about this recurring issue in the least ("I know I look angry, but just ignore me. I'm squinting because I have to strain to see. I kinda forgot my glasses today.").
Mie's sanguine attitude is what makes THE GIRL I LIKE FORGOT HER GLASSES v1 such a fun book. In most comics, a girl with perpetual poor luck (as a flaw) will also possess a countervailing attribute or behavior (e.g., passive-aggressive tendencies; false-aggressive arrogance; tsundere disposition) to contrast this tangibly adorable character trait. But in a welcome surprise, Mie isn't defensive or angry or whiny. She just goes with the flow, which is both extraordinarily charming and hilarious (e.g., when he gets stubborn, she speaks with the formal proclivity of a venerable samurai).
Thin premise notwithstanding, the book leans heavily on the perspectives and emotional frailties of Komura, Mie's seatmate. Kaede Komura is a waifish boy who likes helping out others but gets easily, woefully embarrassed when circumstances, against all odds, turn in his favor. Adorably, a little bit of Komura dies inside whenever Mie leans in a little too close to share his history textbook. He enjoys being depended on, which threatens to undercut the book's occasional stride toward self-affirmation and disability awareness, but he's not so arrogant as to presume that Mie needs him. In the end, THE GIRL I LIKE FORGOT HER GLASSES v1 is about relying on others for the sake of support not for manipulation. In short, comfort.
The manga's art is excellent. Fujichika draws the best hands, privileges diverse facial expressions, and wields melodrama to great comedic effect. The art's nuance brings benevolent detail to fussy eyebrow ridges and hands tentatively curling around cellphones. And sometimes it's the reverse, as with pseudo-chibi panels of blasé conversation that turn immeasurably quirky. Komura often worries for Mie's safety, unnecessarily, and tries to protect the girl. As such, dramatic introductory panels for dodgeball, getting caught sleeping during class, or randomly encountering the "absurdly popular class hunk Azuma," usually flare red-hot for a while, only for the whole situation to diffuse a half-dozen panels later, when Mie casually shrugs her shoulders and goes about her day.
Delightful and fun, this comic is regrettably light on secondary characters and doesn't show readers much beyond an array of schoolyard problems. This isn't bad, in context: The manga literally begins during Mie and Komura's first week of high school. But as the story progresses, one hopes and expects Mie to forget her glasses anywhere and everywhere she goes (and for Komura to be frantically blushing as he holds her hand all the while).