I was drawn in by the cute art and concept but turned off by the floaty, poorly-written "story." I'm a fan of Silver Sprocket and love stories by Benji Nate and other cutesy mmilennial indie artists, so I was surprised by how disappointing this book was to me.
Characters appear in scenes without any explanation of their significance, then disappear at random without ever showing up again. Much of the book feels like filler, with cute drawings of city streets filled with people in minimized, whimsical outfits. The art school in question has little depth, with only one class given scenes in the book. Many of the scenes are short, pieced-together anecdotes what never build into a full picture - many aren't actually amusing, or at least, not told in an amusing way. In addition, the ending is unsatisfactory because there's little explanation. I could go on, but the main idea here is that this book is disappointing. As a fan of graphic memoirs and autobiographies, this lacked the basic depth and storytelling that have come to be a hallmark of baseline quality in the genre. I'm tempted to return it to the store.
I'm giving it one extra star for the cute art and lovely color scheme.