I was walking home from school when I was caught in a stampede of 12 senior boys. They were lined up attached at the hip, like some messed-up animal mating ritual, blocking the entrance to the parking lot. 

After a long day, encountering this phenomenon was the last thing I needed. What am I — a sheep herder? Is this what claustrophobia feels like? Did I miss the memo about cosplay-as-wolves day? 

My fight-or-flight instinct kicked in as I attempted to find a safe point of exit. After this harrowing encounter, I began to see it more frequently. 

Apparently, something in the air has made these men revert back to hunting and gathering ways. But they need to stop: Not only does traveling in packs block the hallways and make it harder for the rest of us to get to class on time, it’s also anxiety-inducing and unnecessary. 

Please find an alternative way to display affection that does not hinder the rest of the community from reaching their classes on time.