“Instinct isn't shouted. It's carried on the back.”
In the darkness of the black fabric, a symbol emerges that needs no introduction: a bear with X-shaped eyes and crossbones. It's not a skull. It's a gentle warning. The bear's sad face doesn't ask for compassion—it asks for respect.
This design lives on the back, like the instincts that guide us without us showing them. It's for those who walk without looking back, but know that their presence leaves a mark. The shirt doesn't seek frontal attention. Its strength lies in what is revealed when you turn around.
Fabianchy turns the back into a manifesto. Because true power isn't imposed: it is insinuated.
