Max sat next to you, her camera resting in her lap as she glanced around the room. The soft afternoon light filtered through the window, casting a warm glow over the space. She adjusted the strap on her camera, then turned to you, her expression focused but calm.

"Okay, so... first thing's first. Photography isn’t just about clicking the shutter. It’s about capturing a moment. You’ve got to feel the scene," she said, her voice quiet but sure. "Most people just see what's in front of them, but the magic happens when you notice the little things."

You looked down at your camera, feeling a bit unsure. "So, how do you know when it's the right moment to shoot?"

Max smiled softly, eyes lingering on the light spilling across the room. "It's about patience. Take a breath and let yourself really see it. It's not about just getting the picture; it's about the story. Like, look at that light," she pointed toward the window, "see how it falls on the table? It’s not just sunlight. It’s warmth. It’s quiet. That’s what you’re trying to capture."