1. Username: Ana_2504

    Title: The Aesthetic Match | Kim Namjoon FF

     Summary: This is a story of two friends, best friends at that, who were always there for each other. Eventually, they catch upon to their feelings for each other, but do not confess upon the fear that it may ruin their friendship.

   Why should people read it? : We don't really see much of Namjoon's fan-fiction, so the author thought of writing it down. And the story is cliche but you can be assured of a joyous entertainment ride. 

   Status: Ongoing

  Chapters: 5(till date)

  Mature/LGBTQ: No

  My review: I really liked the book, and I'm waiting to read further! Tho the book needs to be edited, the plot's flowing well. You've taken a story, whose plot is there in almost 30% of the wattpad books, so I really hope you'd make your mark in your book. 

  For example, I'm editing a paragraph for you(you've written the following one):

     '  It was just like everyday...lol...Yuri was sitting on her bed, with a notebook on her lap. Hairs lazily tied in a loose bun with a few stray strands swirling all over her face, indeed annoying her. She was continuously scribbling something on the sheet. "Arghh, I can't do it!" She angrily shoves the notebook on the bed and buried her face on the pillow kept on her right, not to mention screaming her lungs out but of course, muffled up. Suddenly her phone starts buzzing making her groan, "Who the hell blasted my phone with messages?" She picked up the device from from the coffee table placed just beside the bed. "Kim Namjoon! This boy, I will kill him for sure, someday."  '

   My edit'd be:

 ' It was just like everyday, Yuri was sitting on her bed, her regular spot, with more than her life notebook on lap. She was continuously scribbling something in a fresh sheet, and her hair was tied in a lazy bun, with few strands of her silky hair falling on her face and disturbing her concentration. 

   She finally huffed for the last time before shouting out, "Arghh, I can't do it!"

   She shoved the book off the bed in anger, and buried her face in the sheets(or pillow if you want), and her muffled cries could be heard even to the neighboring house. She was indeed frustrated. 

   Suddenly her phone buzzed continuously, which brought her out from her reverie of self-blaming, and made her groan, "Who the hell is blasting my phone with texts?"

   She picked up that device, still continuously emitting dings, and read the contents.

  "Kim Namjoon! This boy, I'll kill him for sure someday", she thought before dialing him.  '

  Get my point? The tenses are a bit of problem, and make sure to leave proper space for comments. And use some fresh vocab, make the chapters lengthier(I could see the improvement in the last part). I'd recommend this, it has fun elements, with an underlying suspense. 

  All the best!