Blue Flower (Boys Over Flowers Fanfiction)

Chapter 41- Epilogue

4 Years Later

"Lee-Hyuk and the victim shared not only a strong personal bond, but also a deep, professional partnership. Their collaboration in the business world was notorious. But when the victim became embroiled in money laundering, it ignited something darker in Lee-Hyuk. A burning desire to eliminate the man who once stood by his side. And then, there it was—his fingerprint was found on the murder weapon. The evidence left no room for doubt: Lee-Hyuk was the criminal."

I spoke with unwavering confidence, my voice firm as I looked over the judges seated before me. I could feel the tension in the air, thick and suffocating. The weight of truth hung over the courtroom, and I knew I had presented a case too strong to ignore.

The judges exchanged silent glances—those brief, unreadable moments before they delivered their verdict.

"Lee-Hyuk, you are hereby sentenced to ten years in prison for the crime of first-degree murder."

I watched as the color drained from his face, his eyes wide in horror. He was shaking, his once confident demeanor completely shattered. His fate sealed.

Justice had prevailed.

I felt a surge of triumph course through me as the officers moved to escort him out of the courtroom, their hands firm on his shoulders. He tried to argue, to protest, but it was too late. The case had ended.

I stood tall, my fist clenching at my side in a silent celebration. It wasn't a grand victory, but it was enough.

"Great job, Minyeon."

Byun-Ho, an attorney from LC Law Firm, approached me with a genuine smile, his voice warm and sincere.

I nodded humbly, offering him a small smile in return. "Just doing my job," I replied, though inside, the satisfaction was undeniable.

"Are you kidding me?" Byun-Ho threw his hands up in the air, a theatrical gesture of disbelief. "You've never lost a case! Everyone's jealous of you, Minyeon."

I chuckled, his enthusiasm infectious. "It's not about being perfect," I said, my voice soft yet firm. "It's about having a strong sense of justice. That's what guides me."

But as I spoke, my gaze drifted past him, my attention caught by a figure standing in the shadows.

There he was.

"Woo-Bin!" I couldn't help but call out, forgetting all about Byun-Ho for a moment. My heart skipped a beat as I saw him leaning casually against the wall, his eyes locked on me, as though he'd been waiting for this moment.

I bid Byun-Ho a quick farewell and made my way toward him.

"Did you win?" Woo-Bin asked, his voice laced with curiosity, as we walked out of the courthouse together.

I nodded eagerly, my steps light as I grinned like a child on Christmas morning. "Of course! It was a tough one, but we got him."

It's hard to believe how much life had changed since Jun-Pyo left for America, and Yi-Jung followed soon after. It was only the two of us—Woo-Bin and me—left to carry on. I'd expected it to feel like an emptiness, a void in our lives. But surprisingly, it didn't.