Don't mind me.

Im just gonna sit here and wait for someone to tell us about how they broke up with their rich boyfriend after his mother threw water in her face and gave her an envelope full of money

Had a crush on my childhood best friend for years. Found out he had one on me the whole time too. (We used to be best friends and academic rivals.)

I have been known to walk around on the street talking my thoughts out loud and nobody noticing. (especially now that I'm covered up with a mask - who knew masks could have so many uses?)

kdrama trope.. no idea if this is one but thought to share...
I managed to cut ties with a loser who pretended to be best friend and remain so for 3 years (but sending mixed signals all this while also being engaged and abt to get marry soon but never told me abt it) got to know from a common friend.

it was such heart shattering moment to decide to cut off this friendship.. i cried my eyes out many many days upon knowing he was playing with me all those years... and how stupid i was to trust him.
i never trusted any of colleagues after that

but just like kdramas losing a loser was certainly the biggest gain of my life.

I was nearly Truck of Doomed by a school bus when I was younger. (The snow caused it to slide.)

Both my parents and grandparents were divorced before I was a toddler. So I don't just have an "evil" stepmom and stepbrothers, I also have an "evil" stepgrandma too.

Little league version of the coincidental meet-cute trope -- at an interview for my first job out of law school, I was busted staring slack-jawed a bit too long by a stunner in the reception area. I got the job and you can guess who my new office mate turned out to be. We did the "friendly colleagues hanging out" for about a year until she asked to bring along her young nephew to a baseball game were agreed to attend. It finally dawned on me that this was a test/signal of sorts. We will celebrate our silver anniversary next year.

meeting a celebrity not knowing he is a celebrity and getting all up in his face for something, then later seeing him on TV
fighting for a taxi and kicking the other one out
taking home a drunk friend that talks to posts and stuff. denying being his friend.
being mistakenly arrested as someone else (gosh, im a thug!)
having to dig in dung
breaking a heel in the middle of nowhere
not to mention I still live in a rooftop room here on Dramabeans

I almost got hit by a white truck on the way to a date once. Does that count as a truck of doom?

I’m pretty sure no KD tropes have been part of my life but the picture above reminds me of once standing in a bus, holding the handle on the back of a seat, when the driver braked so hard that I completely swung around and was nose to nose with the guy sitting there.
So, did he follow me off the bus, invite me to coffee and turn out to be my book- and classical-music loving soulmate?
Or did he follow me off the bus, invite me to coffee and turn out to be a tsundere rich boy with an obnoxious mother?
Naaaaaw, nothing happened, of course!

Does being so oblivious that one causes tropes to happen count? Asking for a friend.

I actually had an experience of being an object of affection of a sort-of real-life tsundere. For a few years in a row during my college years, once a year for a month I worked on a site where there were physical workers – very lazy and hot-headed young local boys. They had a leader, and they would basically only do something you needed if he told them to, and he was the loudest and nastiest of them all and by far the most difficult one to deal with – knew everything that needed to be done, but showed no respect for authority, sweared constantly at everything and everybody and got into fights regularly (though not during work hours), and my colllegues and I would on daily basis feel our blood pressure rise towards 200 after talking to him – and all of that repeated each year. He sparked absolutely no feelings (other than annoyance) in me, and if I had thought about it (which I hadn't), I would say that I believed that he barely knew my name.
And then, it was the 4th year of our seasonal work, I had more responsabilities than before and had to deal with him more than before, and he was nastier than ever and I basically wanted to kill him every day. But then, suddenly – inbetween his swearing, not listening, and driving everybody nuts – he started following me around the site like a puppy, yelling at his boys if they didn't listen to my orders, offering to carry me when I sprained my ankle, and saying things to me (while I was climbing up a ladder) like: „Don't worry, if you fall down, you'll fall into my arms“. I was literally – to use the drama translation terminology – flabbergasted, and was telling my friends (who found that greatly amusing and just chuckled all the way), that I have no idea what has gotten into him, but that I still want to smack him on the head.
Anyway, when the work was finished that year, we had a little party in a bar. He was there and while I was passing next to him, he suddenly just hugged me (backhug) and stayed that way without saying a word. Of course the others saw us, and my boss asked: „What love is this?“ And he said: „From my side, it's been going on for years.“ Just like that. And I felt like I was in a parallel universe.

I can think of 3 tropes that have happened to me:

1. I was nearly truck-of-doomed twice. The first time, I almost got run over by my crush's mother. The second time, while crossing a boulevard, I froze when I saw a car coming at me. I was saved by a guy rushing me out of the way.

2 .I got stranded in the middle of nowhere with my crush.

3. My two previous relationships have both ended because the other person went to study abroad. I'm currently still with #3 but we are in a long distance relationship because... I went to study on the other side of the country.

The study abroad trope is even overused in my life...at least it isn't amnesia.

Romantic cohabitation hijinks! (Sadly not mine, though)

You see, my best friend crashed with my family during the pandemic and my brother moved back home for a few months.

One would think he had enough time to, you know, notice what a great friend I have had for many years. Nah. But, somehow, living in the same house did the trick. They got married 5 months and 29 days after the relationship started. Zoomed past the break-up and noble idiocy and into the happy ending.

I'm glad it was short, though! Getting your bf as in-law is thrilling, but watching her and your brother being lovey-dovey next to you during breakfast and trying not to spit out your scrambled eggs is not.

My sister and I are debating on renting out the guest room to a pair of single brothers. Maybe it works?

I think I’ve told this story before but anyway - My husband and I were friends for a couple of years before we started dating, so friends to lovers trope is a real thing. One time we were out drinking with friends (before we started going out) and we were deeply engrossed in whatever we were talking about - everyone else left, including one person who left and came back for their jacket and left again - and neither of us noticed a thing 🙈 until they’d been gone for maybe an hour.

It didn’t happen to me personally but a relative of mine had a secret baby - we found out when baby was about 2 months old. It was a situation straight out of a soap opera, pretty awful for his wife who found out at the same time as us (the parents of the baby were both married but not to each other).

So you know the infamous wrist grab? Yeah, the one that is supposed to send butterflies into your stomach? Because the boy you like actually touched you? That happened to me. Well, he grabbed my hand instead of my wrist. I was meeting him to watch a movie, but got there late and all the seats were taken—why he didn’t buy my ticket should have clued me that he didn’t like me. But he was in the theater and saved a seat beside him. He found me out by the ticket booth, grabbed me and said, “I have a seat, c’mon!” I had no choice but to follow him. We sat down in the very front row just as it started. To this day, that’s the only movie I ever “snuck into” and would have gladly paid if they let me.

I just realized I was tagged here!!! I only had the idea because after watching kdramas, I realized how many times crazy tropes had happened to me, as evidenced above. 😂

1. I had this unrequited love in highschool and found out 15 years later that it was not unrequited at all. The guy confessed that I was his first love and that he tried to reach out after graduating from college. He went to our house mutiple times but my mom never told me. I confronted mom about it but she just shrugged it off and said that she thought he was not the right one for me.

2. I was in a 4-year noona romance with a guy I 'helped' graduate from college but got cheated on and dumped 3 months after he finished school. As I was mending my broken heart, a family friend ahjumma set me up with her son and we hit it off right away. We will be celebrating our 10th year wedding anniversary on July 😊

Ooh, I’ve just remembered the time there was Only One Bed! It was a party at my university flat and some friends from out of town had come. But they hadn’t booked anywhere to sleep! And one of them (a handsome and charming musician) was too drunk and needed somewhere to sleep immediately! And the only available place was my bed! (All other beds in the house being single beds or taken, and the party being ongoing in the living room, and the floor not an option because it was freezing). So we had to share! 😱

He curled up at the foot of the bed like a cat and went to sleep until the morning - no romance, no tension, not even an awkward moment of accidentally touching 😄

Because of @beffels's comment, I was reminded of a small accident that happened when I was around 16- being an exchange student in a far away place - Norway.

I think it was in May when the exchange year was about to finish (we needed to fly back in July, I think), so I got the permission to travel a bit from my host parents. One person I was close with was a boy from China. He also lived in a small village in a valley in the middle of the land. As everyone knew how beautiful these inland towns were in Norway during the spring and summer time, I couldn't wait to visit him. His host family's house was beyond words -it was so beautiful with a sun room. The house's roof was also covered with grass to keep the temperature rather appropriate. It was one of the nicest houses I had ever seen in my life.

Now, because I visited him like 5-6 days, I think their host parents thought we were a thing. At first, the host mom suggested we sleep in the same room, but I was a bit shocked I told her I could sleep with her young daughter. 😅 The second time this (kinda happened) was when we decided we would go cycling around the town together (there were only 1,200 town inhabitants) and his host mother suggested we went on a picnic and spent a night together in a self-set up tent somewhere. 😅 It felt so funny at the time, but I kinda got why she was so. Norwegian parents thought of this intimacy thing as something so common for 16-yo people. We talked about it and laughed about it.

Now, just a couple of nights before I had to go home (sighs: it was one of the most beautiful places on earth I have ever seen), we played some game (NORMAL games for 16 yo nerdies) in his room at night and some how he kinda tripped over me AND WE WERE IN THAT POSITION FOR A SPLIT SECOND -eyes met, and we awkwardly laughed about that. As it was almost midnight and everyone was sleeping, we sneaked into the kitchen and he made me a Chinese dish using potatoes and a special Chinese sauce he brought from home.

And yes, he was and perhaps still is a chaebol. It was a good memory. 🙂

Woah you guys have some interesting stories to share. My life looks duller than before 😂
But sometimes it's okay if there's no drama or cute chaebol around.

I just read through all the comments and sincerely wished I was old enough to have all this experiences. I've never fallen in love before so it's interesting reading these beautiful stories. I guess when next this topic comes up, the Lord is gonna bless me with my own love story.

I was giving a speech and a guy in the audience couldn’t keep his eyes open. I encountered him later at the event and nicely told him off. He followed me around the rest of the event trying to make it up to me. Turns out he was charming, funny, and wealthy as well as apologetic. After a few months we did start dating. That was 20 years ago. We’re no longer in touch. I’m happily single, and thanks to the Internet I know that he married a guy. 😃

This isn't exactly a trope, and it happened a long time ago, prior to 3 decades of generally happy married life, (thank heavens), but I had not 1, but 2 women in a row dump me with what I now think of as the fake "noble idiocy" ploy: "I don't want you to cause you pain in the future--I only want what's best for you--so I never want to see you again." Oh, what a sacrifice they were making for my own good!
The second time it happened, I started laughing because she said it exactly like the first one did (even though I was blindsided and at the time quite hurt) and so that's something, at least, in terms of maintaining dignity amidst romantic humiliation.

I tell this story to explain why, whenever noble idiocy occurs as a plot device, I start swearing at the screen. Even though I'm not a vindictive person, I half-wish that the writers of any shows which use this plot twist would personally experience their significant other saying "I'm sorry, but because I love you so much, I'm leaving you now and will never see you again, for your own good" so that they could understand the tears-- of rage that is--that this induces among viewers (or at least this one viewer!)

The idiotic separation happened to me in high school and maybe that is why I reacted differently when it started to happen again in my senior year of college. My girlfriend decided to dump me because she was taking a semester off for an internship that was a four hour's drive away. I refused to take this lying down and actually drove down to see her at the halfway point - she was still not convinced but was impressed. A month after that she had a very difficult situation, and I spent some serious time helping her overcome it. That changed everything- because I was there when her family and friends were not. We have been married for 43 years now.

This is why it pains me to see the way separation tropes are used in dramas: What makes them idiotic is that you can often do something about it. Fate can be fought. Part of what I loved about OUR BELOVED SUMMER is that at the end our cople is separated for a substantial time- but for a good reason and, more importantly, they actively did something about it. This is not always possible for every separation but the fact that doing something about it never even seems to be considered just dives me up a wall.

I get what I call "physical dyslexia" when I'm tired or stressed - and I get stressed often in social situations - which makes for countless instances of me very publicly falling on my face/ over other people in the stupidest ways.
I also drop things out of the blue. I've been known to be holding a cup of coffee, taking a double take at it and hastily turning it upside down because for a second I thought that it was upside down.
But my most embarrassing moment was when I was trying to make myself useful at a family celebration at my kids' school. I went to get a whole tray of cups of coffee and when I was trying to reach the table from behind a guy who was sitting at the table, I somehow managed to drop the whole tray of hot coffee on this guys bald head (no harm done). For a moment I felt like the soul left my body👻

This isn't my story, but I do know someone who's parents lived together to put on a front for their adult son when he would come to visit, rather than admit that they had divorced and were leading separate lives. When he found out, he was extremely hurt. He has since forgiven them, but it was hard for him to do.

My new appartement is on a rooftop! And I love it, it's actually situated on a mansion in the centre of the city. But sadly the owner isn't the Gamjatang prince. And Im not Dali, but I love herrrrrr and wish I'd studied arts too.

Death:
Nearly truck of doomed with my sister. That truck really came out of NOWHERE. It was literally like W. If someone tells me that an annoying webtoond writer got sick of us (their characters) and tried to kill us by drawing that truck in a rush, I would believe that person.

Home life:
Abusive dad that doesn't want to get out of/tries to come back to your life (plus, dude plays the victim and cries you a river).
Being poor lol.
Not being able to pay rent (Or I could make a 2x1 and say "typical student that has good grades even when they're family couldn't support them and it's studying for free but doesn't have money to pay the rent in a big city"?).
Living with friends.
Listening/watching my mom crying in secret.
Listening my family talk about me in secret.

Supposed to be romantic?:
Someday I fell in some dude's arms or he saved me from being hit by a car, something l ike that. But I was a kid so I don't think it counts (even tho I'm pretty sure I thought that was a kdrama moment at the time and that we were were destined to be together -maybe kids shouldn't watch kdramas lol-).

Sad:
Forgetting (blocking) mess up stuff that happens to me or that I do.

Once I vented my problems to a homeless dude that was always was around my neightborhood. I literally set by his side and started to talk about my feelings and that man was talking to himself (he didn't pay any attetion to me tbh) and everyone that passed was like "wth are these two freaks doing here talking to themselves" (we were sitting in the middle of the street).

But crying on the bus is the trope of my life, I do that a lot, tbh.
Also going to the playground, sit on the swing and cry.
Or just sit somewhere on the street and cry.
I don't like to cry at home lol.

In my case, it wasn't a Truck of Doom, rather, it was a '64 Impala Super Sport of Doom. On New Year's Eve Eve (December 30) 1970, three of my classmates and I were heading to set up our community youth center for NYE celebration. As we walked across the highway heading towards the center, the Impala of Doom crested a small rise, doing 65+ in a 35 zone and plowed into our group. I was in the lead so I got the worst of it. It knocked me up and I broke his windshield with my head. I then continued flying through the air for another 50 or so feet until I landed in a ditch. He hit two of my classmates with a glancing blow, one broke his lower leg and the other developed phlebitis in her thigh.
We lived 17 miles out in the country, so it took a while for an ambulance to arrive and haul us to the hospital. When we arrived, they carted me to triage, (but I didn't get my IV de jour like in KDrama land) and the doc told my mother that they knew I had a badly broken left leg (it was pointing a few directions, none of them straight), and a head injury. He said that they were concerned about internal injuries, perhaps a fractured skull and/or neck. He then went into the exam room.
An hour later, he comes out of the exam room, shaking his head ominously, and my mother thought the worst.
He told her that he didn't understand it, my only injuries were my fractured leg, a concussion, a cut to my head and a good case of being shaken up.

Back in the day, I got to spend two weeks in the hospital recuperating, they gave me a cast that reached from my toes all the way up my leg, and sent me on my way.

In an ironic twist, the driver that hit me had another wreck a year later, less than a mile from where he hit me, which threw him out of his car and rendered him a quadriplegic.

I have an incomplete trope:
Cut my thumb a few weeks ago, it was deep enough to need stitches and so i went to the clinic myself. Later, i watched a drama where the FL got like a papercut and was fussed over by the ML. I shouted at the screen “where’s my drama hero when i had a bleeding cut??” 😂😩

Sigh... Sad to say but, the rejection scene from Playful Kiss. I was in a boarding house in High School and my roommates convinced me to give my best friend a gift for Valentine's Day (I'm sure you know where this is going? 🥲)

I really didn't like him that way but they were convinced that I did so they prepared a gift for me (palm sized teddy bear and a plastic rose - boarding house remember?) and I gave it to him in class the next day (Val's day).

Dude laughed and eventually gave the teddy bear to some other girl later that day 😏

It was quite annoying but I was kinda thankful that I didn't like him.