I had always heard about his class. How it transformed students in a way that you would never forget. How previous students were always filled with regret that they would never again be able to experience the magic that came with being in his class. I had heard so many people speak of him with such reverence.

So when I got into that class, I was beyond thrilled. I couldn’t wait to see what would happen and what exactly made that class so special. It had taken me three semesters of trying to get in, and I was finally able to find out what it was about. I could only imagine the countless hours of work that I would be putting in that semester. And the way that everyone spoke about him. About how much he cared for his students and made the class worth it.

The day of the class finally arrived. I woke up, feeling more nervous than I had in a very long time. I quickly threw on some leggings and a baggy sweater. I always wore the same thing, preferring to focus on my studies over chasing boys. My hair was quickly tossed in a ponytail, and all I had to do was throw on some mascara and eyeliner. I got out the door just as my roommate was waking up for the day, she smiled at me. “Good luck today” she said. I smiled back at her. “Thank you” I said, before practically sprinting out the door.

When I got to class, it seemed like all the other students were just as excited as I was. I could tell by their nervous chatter. No one was talking about anything except for his class and how much they were looking forward to it. His lecture was in the biggest classroom available, so there were over 200 people in the room. He walked into the classroom. He didn’t even announce that he was there, yet everyone knew.

Hey! I'm looking to write a story about how thrilled I am to be accepted into a prestigious class led by a renowned professor. The class is known for its transformative nature, with past students expressing regret at not being able to repeat the experience. At first, I find the class uneventful, but as the semester progresses, the professor's influence gradually alters my behavior, thoughts, and physical appearance (can be just how I look/dress or if you want to go more of a magical type changes can do that too).