Their elbows kept bumping. Pens kept being knocked off course. And words kept going wonky with extra lines added to letters.
It wasn’t ideal but the desks were small. All the other seats had been taken. Leaving the poor sinistral student sitting on the right hand side if the desk.
They had tried to voice the need to swap sides. Had mentioned they were sinistral. However their partner for the day was adamant to stay on the end away from the wall.
No matter how frustrating the bumping of elbows the sinistral student could not coerce the non sinistral to change seats. Some people were just too stubborn.