Maruya

The computer boots up, revealing the wallpaper capturing the moment of my birth with my mother holding me. Grandma always shared the tale of that night, how the sky went entirely dark, and come morning, it brightened with the sun seemingly growing in size.

"Here, use this mouse thingy. Hold it like this," I guide Sabrina, demonstrating the computer mouse. "It's a computer mouse, not the literal mouse we usually chase for fun."

Sabrina nods eagerly, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Okay, okay."

I move the mouse on the mousepad, demonstrating its movement. "Slide it up, down, right, and then left. It must slide on top of a mousepad to maintain cleanliness and move smoother."

"So, it can still move without the mousepad?"

"Yes, but it's always recommended to have a mousepad."

The mousepad features a design of a single sampaguita surrounded by a flat land and a mountain.