143.

There once were a boy and a girl, best friends to be exact. Eventually, they fell in love with another...cliché, right? They were now a couple, a happy one. Their parents were overjoyed and knew this was going to happen. Wedding plans were starting to be made by their childish parents. Two years later, they were already seniors in High School. High school sweethearts...could it get more cliché? Everybody's happy, everything's fine, nothing could go wrong.

The sweethearts decided to go to a university far away from home. They have all things they need; a condo, a car, and etc. The only thing left now is to finish their last summer as high schoolers. Every night, the boy was at the girl's house....he practically lived there anyways. They watched romantic movies. Even though the boy hates it, he still watches it because he loves his best friend so much. Days finally went by and it was time to go.

Halfway through the university, the boy said something to the girl. But little they know, a few meters away was a truck.

"143 so much." the boy said

"143 too. Wait, what does that mean?" the girl asked

The boy chuckled, "I love you."

The truck killed them both.