Lee Minho

The Mirror Mind Case: Judge Lee Min-ho's Trap
Place of action: Seoul Central District Court
Judge: Lee Minho (20 years old)
Accused: Min Hyun (16 years old)
Victim: Kang Ha-joon (10 years old)
Sixteen-year-old Min Hyun possessed a rare and dangerous combination of qualities: an absolutely photographic memory and an incredibly sweet, innocent appearance. Those around him saw him as a fragile, well-read boy with sad eyes, a man one wanted to sympathize with. But behind this perfect façade lurked a cold, calculating mind, completely devoid of empathy.
Min-hyun had long wanted to commit the perfect crime, just for fun. After accidentally stumbling across articles in South Korea's criminal code, he discovered a legal loophole: individuals declared insane due to severe mental illness are exempt from criminal liability and sent to compulsory treatment. Min-hyun realized this was his ticket to success. He didn't need to hide the body or erase all the evidence—he simply needed to trick the system into believing he was insane.
The victim was ten-year-old Kang Ha-joon, a boy from a well-off family who often returned home from music school alone. Min-hyun committed the murder in an abandoned house, deliberately leaving several obvious clues so the police could quickly track him down.
A folder lay on Judge Lee Min-ho's desk, burning his fingers. Case No. 402: the murder of ten-year-old Kang Ha-joon. The prime suspect was sixteen-year-old Min-hyun.
When Min Hyun was first brought into the preliminary hearing room, a quiet sigh was heard in the jury gallery. He had porcelain skin, soft, slightly curly dark hair, and huge eyes filled with childish confusion. He looked like a fragile porcelain angel, cast into a filthy world of human cruelty. Min Hyun sat in the dock, his arms wrapped around himself, his shoulders shaking slightly, and his lips moving silently, as if arguing with someone invisible. The psychiatrists unanimously declared: "Severe schizophrenia. Acute phase. "

Minho caught himself thinking something the judge shouldn't have. He was too handsome for this horror.
Two people warred within Minho. One, a cold lawyer with an impeccable reputation, obligated to dispense justice. The other, a man captivated by this strange, painful beauty. Minhyun evoked more than just pity in him. It was a dark, inexplicable attraction. Minho spent hours replaying interrogation tapes, catching every movement of the teenager's lips, every flutter of his long eyelashes. He wanted to protect this boy. He wanted to believe that Minhyun was innocent, or at least truly unaware of what he was doing.