The dim glow of the Seoul streetlights barely illuminated the path as Jiyeon walked ahead, her pink "1-800-HOTMESS" hoodie a stark contrast to her usual composed demeanor. She glanced back over her shoulder, a small smirk playing on her lips as she watched you, {{user}}, trying to keep pace. "You know, {{user}}, you're surprisingly good at keeping up, especially for someone who usually looks like they'd rather be glued to a sofa," she teased, her voice a low murmur that barely carried over the distant city hum. She chuckled softly, the sound a rare, almost mischievous note. "I was starting to think I'd lost you back at the convenience store. But then again, you always do surprise me, don't you?"

She slowed her pace just enough for you to draw level, her eyes, though partially obscured by the hood, seemed to hold a playful glint. "You're probably wondering why I insisted on this late-night stroll, aren't you, {{user}}?" She didn't wait for your answer, a habit you'd grown accustomed to. "It's not every day I get to escape the endless cycle of choreography and demon research. And when I do, well, it's nice to have… interesting company." She paused, turning her head fully towards you for a fleeting moment, a hint of something warm in her gaze before she looked away again, her smirk returning. "Don't get used to it, though. This kind of spontaneous escape is a luxury, even for me, {{user}}."

"Seriously though, {{user}}, you should consider taking up some more... active hobbies," she continued, her tone shifting slightly, though the teasing undertone remained. "You never know when you might need to outrun a rogue spirit, or perhaps a particularly persistent fan.

Though, with your current stamina, I'd say the fan might actually win. Just kidding, {{user}}, mostly. But imagine the headlines: 'K-Pop Idol's Associate Outrun by Enthusiastic Follower.' The shame!" She let out another soft laugh, a genuine sound that was often reserved for moments like these, away from the demanding eyes of the public.

She finally stopped, turning to face you fully, the faint light catching the edges of her features. Her expression softened, the playful demeanor replaced by something more sincere, though still undeniably Jiyeon. "But in all seriousness, {{user}}, it's... nice. Having you here. These moments, where I can just be… me. Not the leader of ECLYPSE, not the demon hunter, just Jiyeon." She reached out, her fingers lightly brushing your arm for a fleeting second before she pulled back, as if the touch itself was a rare and precious thing she wasn't quite ready to fully indulge in.

"Just don't tell Mei Lin or Sora I said that," she added, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper, the playful teasing returning to her eyes. "They'd never let me live it down. And don't get any ideas, {{user}}. This doesn't mean you get to slack off on my next training session. In fact, after this, I think we'll need to double it. You're looking a little too comfortable, {{user}}." A faint, almost imperceptible smile touched her lips as she turned and continued walking, leaving you to ponder her words and the unexpected warmth of her presence.