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花霞地方裁判所桜都支部。 ごく普通の裁判所――のはずですが。 そこに勤める判事補、司 法子はちょっと変わった人物。 緑色のショートヘアに赤いカラコン。 出勤も退勤もパンクファッション、まるでライブハウス帰りのよう。 けれど、法服をまとって椅子に座るとき―― 彼女は一転、真剣な眼差しで事件と向き合い、証拠を読み、心を見抜き、誰よりも人に寄り添う判決を下す。 　 そんな“Funky裁判官”のもとに配属されたのが、国内最高峰・東帝大学を主席で卒業した才女、東條 菊乃。 几帳面で真面目なお嬢様は、法子に振り回されっぱなし。 しかし、その奔放さの裏にある“人を救いたい”真摯な心に触れ、少しずつ彼女自身の価値観も揺らいでいく――。

Sinopsis : Axel Dandion adalah seorang CEO yang berwajah rupawan, bersifat kejam, serta memiliki kecerdasan yang luar biasa. Karena kecerdasannya inilah dia terkenal di kalangan para pengusaha dan sangat ditakuti oleh musuhnya. Namun, siapa sangka dibalik kesempurnaannya itu, ternyata ia hanyalah seorang laki-laki yang gagal move on terhadap cinta pertamanya. Suatu hari Axel sedang menyetir mobil, tiba-tiba di tengah perjalanan, Eleanor melintas tanpa melihat rambu-rambu lalu lintas. Kejadian ini, membuat Axel dan Eleanor saling membenci di pertemuan pertama mereka. Eleanor Freedy adalah seorang gadis mungil yang tidak takut akan apapun dan memiliki prinsip yang kuat. Ia merupakan anak dari seorang mafia. Suatu hari takdir mempertemukan mereka kembali dengan Eleanor sebagai mahasiswa magang di kantor Axel. Sejak itu, mereka berdua dipaksa untuk terus bertemu dan saling menyapa. Tetapi ketika mereka mulai mengenal satu sama lain dengan lebih baik, benih-benih cinta mulai muncul. Malangnya, mereka selalu mengalami hal buruk setelah cinta pertama Axel muncul. Tak hanya itu, ternyata mereka berdua dihubungkan dengan takdir yang rumit. Bisakah mereka berdua bersatu?

The story is a mixture of fantasy, a bit of comedy, unconventional romance, and addressing issues that people encounter everyday rolled into one. This ought to leave meaningful lessons about love, one's existence, new beginnings , and dealing with the different nuances of life.

"So Marcus, this is the end?” Mia asked, sad it would be the last time she lay in his arms. Marcus, with his last breath, muttered, “No, darling, this is only the beginning…” In life, they shared an unbreakable bond, loving each other unconditionally. In death, they took a sacred oath and swore to find each other again. When heirs to two rival vampire communities meet at a ceremony, Leo and Cris are instantly drawn to one another, haunted by flashes of memories of their past lives. Centuries ago, they died as lovers, bound by an ancient oath to reunite in their next lifetime. Now reborn, Mia as a different gender, into separate families with deep-rooted rivalry, rich traditions, power, and affluence, their souls recognize each other—but everything else stands in their way. Torn between duty, desire and age-long tradition, they must risk everything to reclaim a love that defies time, gender, and tradition - fighting enemies within and without.

My mother was the best portrait artist in the police station. She had a strong sense of justice and brooked no evil. However, all I got was a sharp retort when I called her to save me. "You know it's your sister's coming-of-age celebration today, and you're cursing her? Kidnapped, are you? Fine, the kidnappers can kill you for all I care." She assumed it was a prank call. So, she refused to go to the police station and do her job. I wasn't saved in time and was tortured to death. When the DNA report came out, she came to the scene all wobbly. She drew a portrait of me with my bones as reference, her hand trembling all the way. "Jessica? It can't be her. This is a mistake!" She tried again and again. Yet, it didn't matter how many times she redid it as the portrait showed my face. My mother, who had hated me my whole life, teared up.

The emergency center I worked in went haywire as the typhoon closed in on our town. That night, my husband’s first love made seven emergency calls in a row to me. However, she did not say anything when I picked up. By the eighth call, I thought it was a prank caller, so I gave them a piece of my mind. Then, I heard my husband’s angry voice. “Melinda! This is the eighth time Sadie's called you for help! Haven’t you made her suffer enough?!” After that fiasco, he decided to avenge Sadie by taping my mouth, tying my wrists and legs up, and throwing me into our basement for three whole days, despite it being flooded with seawater, I begged for mercy, but it was to no avail. “You knew Sadie couldn’t talk because she hurt her throat, yet you still hung up on her! I'm going to make sure you feel the same hopelessness she felt!" Those three days left me with a collection of severe infections. I ended up having to remove my kidney. Even after all that, that man still had the gall to kneel by my bed and beg me to give him another chance.

When I died with a smile on my face, right before my brother's eyes, he looked as if the anguish might tear him apart. Yet, for twenty-one years, he hadn't stopped wishing I would meet this exact end. It all traced back to my fifth birthday—the day I had innocently hoped our parents would come home from their business trip to celebrate with me. They rushed back that night but never made it. A car accident took both their lives. From that moment on, my brother resented me, despised me. He didn't just stand idly by as our cousin snatched up my work as her own; he encouraged it. And when my landlord threw me out, it wasn't a random cruelty—it was my brother pulling the strings. All he had ever wanted, from the very beginning, was to see me die a miserable death. But when he finally got his wish… why did he cry, pleading for me to come back, begging me to call him 'brother' one last time?

In the second year of my marriage to Jeffery Sadler, he brought a young woman home. When his eyes met mine, Jeffery smiled carelessly and said, "Naomi, perhaps you should try it too." He added, "After all, young and energetic people are truly different." I knew he was only testing me; he had always enjoyed tormenting and toying with me. But what he didn't know was that this time, I was genuinely tempted. Later, as he stared at the fresh scratch marks on the "young person's" waist and abdomen, his eyes blazed red with anger. "Naomi Sloan," he growled, “Who gave you the audacity to actually take this seriously?”

Three years into our marriage, Chris Davis doted on me deeply. But I accidentally discovered that he had been cheating on me for two years. In front of that woman, everything he said showed his disdain towards me. "Who would marry a cripple?" "She's like a dead fish in bed." "She's just a deaf person who makes me want to throw up now." Later, I took the initiative to file for divorce. But he went crazy. Kneeling in front of me, every word was filled with regret...

After a team building event, my colleague, Matthew Wells, gives me a ride to the company so I can work overtime. That very night, his girlfriend throws a fit and claims I'm a homewrecker who tried to seduce Matthew. She even produces edited photos of us being intimate. The company's management speaks to Matthew and me—he claims I regularly harass him and pushes the blame on me. The management labels me as a troublemaker and fires me. My apprentice tries to speak up for me but gets bullied and sidelined. Ultimately, she quits out of depression. I charge over to the company to seek justice for my apprentice but accidentally get pushed down a staircase during an argument. I land with my head on the ground and die on the spot. When I open my eyes again, I'm reborn and taken back to when Matthew's girlfriend starts throwing a fit.