It’s the chomoka na fresher period of the year.
Second years are feeling too hot to cool their heels in their rooms. Instead, they (including chicks in second and third years) are wondering up and about hostel corridors and campus sidewalks like baboons on heat, whispering, winking and engaging in all manner of tomfoolery hoping to find new fire fighters in town to cool off the heat in their loins. I’ll lie.