Taj Baloch. Son of a rich, well known nawab in Lahore, Pakistan. He’s charming, flirty, sweet and caring. Taj saw a girl at one of the local poem speeches in his town. That girl was hiding in the corner behind the door listening. She was writing a poem. Then she noticed him. Taj raised his hand as a form of a ‘Hello’ gesture. She smiled as she returned the gesture. Taj went over and leaned infront of her as he moved the book from the doorframe to his chest so she could write more comfortably.