Reviews for My first love like a bright sun.

I don’t think this woman has ever met a 12 year old in her life. These “children” are capable of thinking about and discussing abstract concepts in coherent sentences, holding long (longer than a day or two) grudges, and diagnosing their emotions with the precision of any high-school protagonist. While I can’t use their exact vocabulary as an example since some nuances may have been lost in translation, if these characters were replaced by teenagers, the dialogue wouldn’t change in the least. The author tries to circumvent this issue by having the two main characters “struggle” to understand love, their focus on recognizing this emotion andtheir problem-solving methods are very advanced. The background characters are equally unconvincing—the way that the other girls fangirl and get jealous over Ichijou is not only mature (for their age), but also extraordinarily unsettling, considering the self-centric nature of literally every child on the planet.

The art is cute, though, and it’s worth a look if you can imagine that they’re teenagers the whole time. If you’re looking for a soft love story between *children,* however, it would be better to look somewhere else.