When the GF9 Test Subject Became His Obsession novel Chapter 87

Taylor lowered his head and bowed to Building B.

As student council president, he had no choice but to shoulder the blame.

The students from Building B were a little smug about it. If it had been anyone else, they would’ve rejected the apology on the spot. But Taylor wasn’t just anyone—he was a symbol of the school’s pride. If he was willing to bow to them, they had to accept the gesture.

“What a shame,” Thanos muttered. “We should’ve at least made Building A finish the lap with the turtle shells. Would’ve made for a great video. I was gonna send it to Lebron to cheer him up.”

Across the field, Taylor and Serena locked eyes.

Taylor’s gaze was cold and sharp. Serena’s was distant and unreadable.

Still, sparks flew between them.

“Taylor, you don’t have to apologize to Building B!” Jeremy finally found his backbone and slung a turtle shell onto his back. “We didn’t do anything wrong—we just didn’t catch Serena cheating! That’s all!”

He turned to Serena, eyes blazing. “I’ll expose you eventually!”

Then he started running laps around the track.

“Don’t forget the chant,” someone from Building B called.

Jeremy stumbled, jaw tight. After a moment of hesitation, he muttered, “I’m trash…”

“Louder!”

“I’m trash!” he shouted, face burning.

Taylor’s humiliation lit a fire under the rest of Building A. Even the girls stopped crying. Their king had bowed his head for them. The least they could do was defend the council’s dignity.

One by one, the girls strapped on their shells, took off running, and shouted their chant in unison: “I’m trash!”

If the girls could let go of their pride, the boys had no excuse.

Shells were lifted onto backs, and the chant echoed around the field.

Some of the boys clenched their fists. Some of the girls were moved to tears.

As Taylor stepped down from the platform, the entire student council glared daggers at Serena.

He passed close to her and said under his breath, “You happy now?”

Serena didn’t flinch. She gave a slight nod. “Pretty satisfied.”

Her voice was calm, detached, utterly unaffected.

Taylor turned on his heel and walked away, coat whipping behind him.

The other members of the student council followed, each one shooting Serena a dirty look as they passed.

Only Jennifer stopped. She hurried up and gave Serena a deep ninety-degree bow. “Serena… the student council will change. Just give us some time.”

She was so ashamed she didn’t dare linger.

But just as that warm pride began to surface, someone chimed in, “Where’s your other sister? Did she not show up because she couldn’t handle losing?”

Everyone else was running. If they didn’t, it’d look bad. But if they did, they’d be swallowing a huge dose of humiliation.

Kelly’s lips tightened. Ask them for help? Not a chance.

Serena had no interest in watching the spectacle. She turned and headed back toward Class 19. But as she rounded the edge of the field, she spotted someone hiding near the trees.

Celeste.

The moment Celeste saw her, her face went pale. She turned and fled.

Back in the office, Taylor called Joshua in alone.

“The test theft—” Taylor said flatly, “—you orchestrated it. Why?”

Joshua hadn’t expected to be confronted so directly. He froze, startled. But it didn’t take long for him to recover.

“I just didn’t want someone like Serena ruining the school’s values.”

Someone who glorified cheating. Someone who crushed Building A without remorse. Someone who kept taking first place again and again. What message did that send to students who actually worked hard and still couldn’t reach her level?

Haven High’s top student was also the top student in all of Evervale City.

How many teens across the city were still in their rebellious phase?

If Serena’s reckless, rule-breaking behavior became the model to follow, how many of them would go off the rails?

Taylor, as president of the student council, understood this even better than Joshua.

“I get your point,” he said quietly. “But if we want to beat her, we have to do it fairly. Otherwise, we end up right back where we are now—humiliated, and with even more people on her side.”