The mechanics were simple: Whoever scored 10 points would win.
Because Leon was way too tall, it wouldn't be fair to do a tip-off either. This was another reason why the ball was just handed over to him.
Hence, for the first round, the ball would start at one team (Leon's one-man team) and then, after the point, the ball would then be given to the other team.
Right now, Leon was standing in the middle of the court, dribbling the ball slowly and carefully. He was trying to get a feel of the rhythm again. It had, after all, been a while since he dribbled.
His rustiness showed, and the teenagers' eyebrows raised a bit. Some were a little disappointed, and most people's guards lowered significantly.
It had been a long time since he played—probably years. His schedule was so busy with work after work that he couldn't find the time to play.
